Actual photo of me that day.
It's funny, I remember the mummy costume vividly; like most of my Halloween costumes, it was thrown together at the last minute using stuff I found in my father's home doctor's office. But I don't really recall the rubber bands. I suspect it was something my sisters did to me before school.
Less fun was reading some of the things posted about me on various web sites.
But seriously, they passed Adam Sank for doing a Fox News Channel is really biased and conservative joke and Esther Ku for god knows what reasons.
The way it was presented, it looks as though I'm glaring bitterly at Dan Naturman as he's celebrating making it to the finals. In the next shot, I bury my face in my hands, and my voiceover describes how crushed I was not to have heard Bill Bellamy read my name.
It's a nice little moment. But the reality is, the whole sequence was shot before the showcase even started. I'm not bitter or sad in these shots; I'm exhausted from two days of auditions and nervous as hell because the executive producer has just informed me that I'm going on first. (Obviously, the interview part, with me in the T-shirt, was shot the next day, after everything was over.)
OK, enough naval gazing. I leave you with one big announcement. The management at Therapy has chosen the new host and booker of the Electro Shock Therapy Comedy Hour following my departure. He is none other than my dear friend, the appallingly vulgar Brad Loekle, star of radio (Sirius OutQ's "Larry Flick Show"), TV (truTV's "World's Dumbest") and woods (Fire Island).