On Thursday, I taped a role in a sketch for “Jimmy Kimmel Live!” (The regular, midnight version – not the post NBA Finals half-hour specials.) I originally thought it might air tonight, but it looks like this evening’s episode is a repeat, so you can catch it most likely Tuesday or possibly Wednesday.
I will never grow tired of receiving a phone call in which I find out I booked a role. What is this shameful television-shaped hole in my heart?
Okay, the adrenaline is really beginning to pump again, so I’d better get out of here. If anybody needs me, I’ll be in jail.
