Birthday: March 17, 1960.
Birthplace: Los Angeles.
Occupation: Actor.
Current home: Los Angeles.
Marital status: Single.
People confuse me with: Julien Lennon.
Working on: “Ellen” on ABC-TV.
The last good movies I saw: “Red” and “Hoop Dreams.”
The books I’ve been reading are: “How We Die,” by Sherwin B. Nuland, and “A Worshipful Company of Fletchers: Poems,” by James Tate.
Favorite pig-out food: Penne arabiata or rigatoni with three cheeses.
Nickname: Oreo.
Favorite performer: Danny Kaye.
Favorite childhood memory: I’ve been in therapy for six years and when I find one I’ll call you.
Every New Year’s I resolve: To be a little less controlled.
Nobody knows I: Secretly wish I were a classical musician.
I wish I could stop: Thinking I’m fat.
I’d give anything to meet: Jesse Helms. I’d like give him a piece of my mind.
My fantasy is: Sky-diving over Central Park and landing at a beautifully set table where there’s a bowl of oatmeal with raisins and bananas and a cup of hot chocolate. I leave the rest to your imagination.
The worst advice my mother ever gave me was: “It’s OK if you don’t have your bar mitzvah now. You can do it anytime.” I’ve never gotten around to it.
If I could change one thing about myself I would be: Less neurotic when it comes to love.
People who knew me in high school thought I was: A nerd.
If I couldn’t be an actor I’d be: A bicycle messenger.
Major accomplishment: I’ve managed to pay my rent on time for the past seven years.
My most humbling experience: I’m still renting.
Three words that best describe me: Curious, gullible, anxious.
