Age: 36.
Birthplace: Odessa, Russia.
Current home: Hollywood Hills, Calif.
Marital status: Single, never married.
Cars: A silver 1977 Rolls-Royce and a red 1985 Ferrari. The license plates are COMRADE and X-RED.
Working on: A syndicated TV show, ”What a Country!”; writing a book,
”America on Six Rubles a Day”; and looking over some movie offers.
Worst job: Selling lightbulbs over the phone.
My worst date: A blind date that taught me that ”ugly” is the translation of ”a nice personality.”
The books I`ve been recommending lately are: ”Caring for Your Aging Parents,” by Robert R. Cadmus, M.D., and ”G-Spot,” by Alice Ladas and Beverly Whipple.
Favorite pigout food: Mo-shoo chicken. Every Russian likes Chinese food.
Favorite performers: Bill Cosby, Robin Williams and Paul Anka.
Favorite childhood memory: Leaving Russia when I was 26.
Personal heroes: My father. He`s an engineer and worked against all odds to get five patents in America without speaking English.
Every New Year`s I resolve: Something different. Last year it was to floss my teeth. This year it`s to slow down the amount of work and speed up the amount of happiness.
I wish I could stop: Saying yes. Americans grow up learning it`s okay to say no. In the Soviet Union we`re not trained to say no. If I`m tired, I`ll still go to a dinner party even if I don`t want to. I don`t know how to call and say ”I can`t.”
I`m better than anyone else when it comes to: Making love.
I`d give anything to meet: James Garner. I adore him.
The worst part of my job is: Going to the bank all the time.
My fantasy is: I`m the first non-American-born President of the U.S.
My most irrational fear: Not being able to achieve happiness and keep it for a long time.
The best time of my life: Last year. I got my TV series, I met the President, I went to the White House twice, I became a citizen on the Fourth of July and I did a beer commercial.
