Tomorrow night (Friday, Mar 28), I'm going to be on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno.
No, seriously, as in ON the Tonight Show. Like on-camera. With Jay.
Seriously.
Here's what happened: My dad and sister visited over the weekend and, as part of the LA experience, Carey and I decided to take them to a taping of The Tonight Show on Tuesday. While in line to get in the door, an NBC rep came out and passed around index cards and pencils to those waiting. On the index card, it said, "What's something you've never confessed to anyone? Would you be willing and available to apologize for it on national TV on Friday?" So, me being me, I wrote something and turned it into the NBC rep.
About 45 minutes later (still in line), another NBC rep came out and asked for Jeremy Bear. He asked about the story on the card, so I elaborated and the guy was in stitches. He said, "hold on a minute."
10 minutes later, the rep brought out a couple of guys on the NBC writing staff. I told my story again. They all laughed and immediately pulled out their cell phones and started making calls to... to I don't know who.
Another 10 minutes later, and a producer came out to talk to me. He said, "are you available Friday? Where do you live?"
"Long Beach. Yeah, I guess I'm available on Friday. I usually freelance on those days, but..."
"Okay. Great. Jay wants to have you on. You've got a great story. Can you do it?"
"I, uh. Yeah. Sure. So, I'm going to make this big confession on the air?"
"That's right."
"Like on the phone?"
"No, like on-camera. It's a bit, you know, and Jay'll have a lot of fun with your story."
"Oh. Wow. Yeah, that's cool, I suppose. Will my wife come?"
"Does she know about your confession?"
"No."
"Yeah. Bring her. We'll have her on-camera to get her reactions."
"Okay."
"Terrific. We'll send a car to Long Beach to pick you up on Friday at 1:30. They'll take you to the studio and you'll wait in the Green Room. Also, if you like, bring a couple of friends and we'll get them seats. When the time comes, Jay'll pull you out of the audience and that's it."
"Friday."
"Friday."
"And the show airs...?"
"On Friday."
"Friday."
So, anyhow, that's it. The guy said that, once in awhile, bits like this are dropped if something big happens in the news or if someone comes along with something 3 times as funny. The chances of my getting bumped are slim, but it could happen. So, if you do tune in and I'm not on, don't mail me a Dirty Bomb or something.
But, hey, if you're interested, tune in tomorrow at 11:30 to see a very nervous me, a mortified Carey, and you may even catch a glimpse of our friends Kirk Millett and Kelly Larned, who agreed to ditch work and come with us for moral support.
No, seriously, as in ON the Tonight Show. Like on-camera. With Jay.
Seriously.
Here's what happened: My dad and sister visited over the weekend and, as part of the LA experience, Carey and I decided to take them to a taping of The Tonight Show on Tuesday. While in line to get in the door, an NBC rep came out and passed around index cards and pencils to those waiting. On the index card, it said, "What's something you've never confessed to anyone? Would you be willing and available to apologize for it on national TV on Friday?" So, me being me, I wrote something and turned it into the NBC rep.
About 45 minutes later (still in line), another NBC rep came out and asked for Jeremy Bear. He asked about the story on the card, so I elaborated and the guy was in stitches. He said, "hold on a minute."
10 minutes later, the rep brought out a couple of guys on the NBC writing staff. I told my story again. They all laughed and immediately pulled out their cell phones and started making calls to... to I don't know who.
Another 10 minutes later, and a producer came out to talk to me. He said, "are you available Friday? Where do you live?"
"Long Beach. Yeah, I guess I'm available on Friday. I usually freelance on those days, but..."
"Okay. Great. Jay wants to have you on. You've got a great story. Can you do it?"
"I, uh. Yeah. Sure. So, I'm going to make this big confession on the air?"
"That's right."
"Like on the phone?"
"No, like on-camera. It's a bit, you know, and Jay'll have a lot of fun with your story."
"Oh. Wow. Yeah, that's cool, I suppose. Will my wife come?"
"Does she know about your confession?"
"No."
"Yeah. Bring her. We'll have her on-camera to get her reactions."
"Okay."
"Terrific. We'll send a car to Long Beach to pick you up on Friday at 1:30. They'll take you to the studio and you'll wait in the Green Room. Also, if you like, bring a couple of friends and we'll get them seats. When the time comes, Jay'll pull you out of the audience and that's it."
"Friday."
"Friday."
"And the show airs...?"
"On Friday."
"Friday."
So, anyhow, that's it. The guy said that, once in awhile, bits like this are dropped if something big happens in the news or if someone comes along with something 3 times as funny. The chances of my getting bumped are slim, but it could happen. So, if you do tune in and I'm not on, don't mail me a Dirty Bomb or something.
But, hey, if you're interested, tune in tomorrow at 11:30 to see a very nervous me, a mortified Carey, and you may even catch a glimpse of our friends Kirk Millett and Kelly Larned, who agreed to ditch work and come with us for moral support.
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