Today I did a phone interview for the upcoming DVD release of a film I did called Love, Ludlow.
I was so boring.
I took the call at the Beauty Parlour while getting my roots done. And I felt as if the satellite rays to my cellphone were ricochetting off the foil on my head, bringing electro-magnetic havoc to myself and the hip staff and patrons of the Beauty Parlour.
I also felt like a robot communicating with aliens on a UFO.
I also felt like an asshole.
So do us all a favor: If you believe in social justice, buy the Love, Ludlow DVD.
And save us all from the true horror of my science-fiction-preoccupied boring interviews.