Upsetting
Tuesday, November 05, 2002
 
Tonight we’re taping a segment for a local television show, and I’m the host. I have to introduce the show about a terrific local jazz artist, and I’m listening to Paranoid and working on a few things.

"Hello, I’m Joe Smith. Thank you for joining me for tonight’s feature on local tenor saxophonist Joe Marillo."

I say this as I walk along the street, toward the camera.

"I should begin by telling you that on the inside I am a really rotten person, that I have several homicidal impulses each day. For someone who never asked for or expected anything, I strangely feel let down by the human race.

But I'm in love, so that doesn't really matter.

Before we sit down with Joe, I would also like to let you know that the only professional team I follow is the Lakers. I like Shaq more than Kobe, though my game is more similar to Kobe’s. Actually, it’s a lot like Kobe’s, to be honest with you. However, more than Shaq or Kobe, my favorite Laker is Robert Horry.

We had the opportunity to sit down with Joe Marillo at a downtown jazz club the other night, and it got me thinking about how Billy Zoom is my guitar hero."

I'm trying to decide on the rest of it.
 
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