Got to Phoenix late and missed the screening. Heard it went really well. Really pissed that I missed out. I can’t explain how much fun it is to watch the film play in front of a real audience. Particularly these college crowds that seem to identify with the film and its message.
Stayed at this hotel called “James”. Real modern place. Had a plasma television and a platform bed. Got the feeling that it used to be a pretty drab place and some investor came in and bought a few pieces of modern furniture to make it into a poor man’s Ian Schrager hotel. I apologize if I’ve totally misinterpreted the charm of James.
Woke up and did a live interview on Spike radio out of Vegas. Then I went over to KEDJ and did a live in-studio interview on this show called “The Morning Ritual”. Real cool guys. Had a lot of laughs.
When I was in college, I co-hosted a morning radio show. It’s frightening how bad I was. At the time, I had a reputation in cinema class for cracking jokes throughout the films. You know, out loud for everyone to hear. All three hundred students. Well, the only calls we seemed to get on air were people bitching about me talking through the movies. Anyhow, the Phoenix hosts seemed to get a kick out of that.
Went over to the local Fox affiliate and did an interview with this young anchorwoman named Jennifer Doan. She’s my age and already an anchor. Isn’t that great? Who knows, maybe she’s a complete Tracy Flick, but I was impressed.
Did all the print interviews, including the college round table. These are particularly fun. It’s the one place where the interviewers are as inexperienced as I am. However, they often do an impressive amount of research. More often, they’re aspiring filmmakers. Most recently, one kid asked me to sign a pack of Marlboros.
Flew stand-by and got back to LA by 3pm. Spent the weekend with the wife, watching the Winter Games. I can’t help myself. I love Olympic drama. I have a catch phrase. Every time one of the figure skaters goes down or God forbid is dropped by her partner, I say “Goodnight, see you in four years”.
I really think Scott Hamilton should adopt some catch phrases like this. E.g. “Hope it was worth sacrificing your childhood” or “Don’t worry, you’re 19. You might have another Olympics in you” or “And to think… All those times you nailed it in practice.”
Have you ever gone on eBay and searched “Olympic Medal”. Now that is the true definition of sadness. People who worked their entire childhood for one goal - To medal in the Olympics. Now, it’s a decade later. Money’s tight. And they’re auctioning their medal for a thousand dollars to pay the rent. Maybe it’s their kids selling it. I don’t know what’s worse. Here’s another fun one… Search “Championship Ring”.
Flying to Boston now. I’ll be in NY by mid-week, then DC for the weekend. Chris Buckley put together the guest list for our nation’s capitol. Heard Donald Rumsfeld was on the guest list… I’m not kidding.