Overall, I'd have to say that, although the day was warm and pleasant, it was disappointing.
I was strolling near the Late Show/David Letterman Theater when a barker yelled out that he had tickets for this afternoon's Dave taping.
"Excellent. That really helps your chances."
"Answer this Letterman trivia question correctly, and you can be in the audience tonight."
Let's see...born on April 12th, Worldwide Pants, Paul, Will Lee, CBS in 1993..or...94? Redhead announcer...Alan....what the fuck...Colter? Replaced Bill Wendell. Ready.
"Who is the Late Night Carpenter?"
Oh, COME ON now!
"No, I'm sorry. I can't give you the ticket."
Oh, that is ridiclous. Who the hell knows the answer to that? How do you get a full audience every day with questions like that?
"Well, give me another question."
"Sorry, I can't."
"Just one more. Give me a Dave history question. I'm good with those. I mean, you can tell I watch the show. Just haven't caught those carpenter segments. Come on. Fire away. I'm ready. Make it easy. Let's go. Here we go."
"Sir, I can't."
"This is a joke right? Is this being filmed? Dave is doing one of his street bits, right?"
"No. This is not being recorded."
"Who's gonna know? Seriously. This is perfect for me. I'd make a great audience member. I have experience."
"We need to have integrity in this business."
Integrity? You're an audience grabber for the Late Show! What does integrity have to do with it? If Dave is such a scream, than why must he do the show in front of a rigged audience of fanatics who will laugh at him putting on his socks? How much integrity is that? Bahhhh! Point me to Conan's area.
"Come on, one more Dave trivia question. Please. You don't understand. I have NOTHING to do all day. NOTHING. Please. Let me in your show. I will laugh. I swear. I will participate fully if Dave asks me about a brush with something. I won't boo Al Gore."
"I can't, sir. I'm sorry."
Well, you just lost a viewer, Buster Brown. And I was going to watch tonight, because I don't have to get up early tomorrow. Yeah, that's the other thing that was disappointing. FREE FM/NY, the station I've been working on the past 3 weeks, rolled out the tarp. Two rejections by CBS in one day. That stings. They're now back to being K-ROCK and they fired everyone. I guess CBS just couldn't bear the revenue drain anymore and the broken eggs all over the floor from recent events, so...that's that. It is what it is. Que sera sera, and whatever else people say when they need to swallow their frustrations. .
At least they did it classy. I was taken to Times Square where a video montage of my stint was displayed on the giant video screen with Daughtry's "Home" blasting away at a heartbroken crowd. The House of Wachs has been razed.
I'll hop on a plane back to the ATL tomorrow and see what fruit my labor here has borne. Who wants ratings?
Thanks to Mainelli, Chiusano, Oliveiro, and the gang for letting me on for more time than I expected. I had a very lovely and fun time and I am grateful. Fuhgeddaboutit!!!