Judd Apatow

And I couldn't believe he lived there.

This is in 1980.

So it's 45 years ago.

And, you know, I'm 12 years old.

And one day he was outside and I asked him for his autograph.

And like a normal human being would, he said, I don't sign autographs at my house.

Like for me, if someone knocked on my door, I mean, there's a chance that I'd have a

a drone police officer get involved.

There would definitely be a different reaction than Steve Martin had, which was, I'm sorry, I don't sign it at my house.

And so I wrote him a funny letter asking for an apology.

I basically said, you know, you're the funniest man in the world, but you treat your fans like garbage.

And you wouldn't live in that house if I didn't go to all your movies and buy all your albums.

And so if you don't send me an apology, I'm going to send your address to Homes of the Stars, and you'll have tour buses passing by 24 hours a day.

And then, like, six months later, in the mail, I got a book –

of Cruel Shoes, this amazing short story collection he had written.

And in it, he wrote, to Judd, I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was speaking to the Judd Apatow.

And I was 12 years old.

And I thought, oh, I must have made him laugh.

And then now he's trying to make me laugh.

And I look back on it now, like it was very, very impactful on my psyche.