America, apparently my editor doesn’t read my emails. I sent him my idea for questions yesterday. You can see that post below. Normally, he would write back and say “great, let’s use those’. He and I both do Friday Fives, and its the exact same questions. You can find him here.
…anyhow, he clearly did not see my email and instead sent me his list ideas. I didn’t see them until today, but I like them. So… why not?
What would you do with a cardboard box?
I’d make a trap, and catch Kate McKinnon. After she got over the initial anger, we would be great friends and in time… legendary collaborators. It hasn’t all been peaches and herb, though. We got into a fight on billing, me thinking we’d be known as ‘Lang & McKinnon’… or ‘Lang & Mac’. Her choice, I am not a monster. SHE thought since she was super famous and beloved and talented that her name should be first.
Oh, and let the record reflect, this isn’t a rape or sexual thing. She is Lebanese… prefers the girls. I respect that. I just want to be her friend.
Is this going to be read back in court one day? (ed note: yes)
It was a fair point, after all. Me having issues with conflict, I instead just screamed ‘who kidnapped who?’ and I hit her again with the cattle prod. Boy is she pissed. She won’t even speak to me anymore. But that may be more the duct tape than her pride. And that is what we call a Ginsburn
What are some polite ways to say “fuck off”?
I invented this wonderful and terrible word – ‘DUNK’. I can tell ‘dunk!’ in the car with anyone and no one would be offended. They should be. It’s a contraction too horrible to spell out, so use your imagination as to what it stands for. Mostly its used in driving and traffic.
Which celebrity’s death hit you the hardest and why?
Chris Cornell. I truly don’t think he meant to die. I think it was a terrible accident and he was very foggy and made a bad decision. Yes, I know he had a history of depression. Here is what I mean – Kurt Cobain really wanted to kill himself. Remember before he succeeded, he overdosed in Rome. My point being, had he not succeeded that night up in that guest house… he would have tried again in a day or 3 until he succeeded.
I don’t think that would have been the case with Chris. He was on such a career peak, too! He was reunited with Soundgarden. He had brought Temple of the Dog back and toured on it. and the day he was found dead, I got the new Singles remaster box set (of sorts) in the mail.
Obviously, depression hits all hard. Money and material success do not make happiness. Some of the interesting details of that night – he talked to his wife after the concert. This all happened in Detroit right after a Soundgarden concert.
He admitted he felt groggy and maybe took too many anxiety pills. After they hung up, she knew immediately he wasn’t well. She called his bodyguard to go check on him. This bodyguard is a damn hero! The bodyguard went to the lobby to get the manager to open the door to Chris’ room. The manager walked up to the room, but explained he could not open the door for the bodyguard. He said the person has a right to privacy and we can’t just let ourselves in. SO… the bodyguard kicked the goddamn door in. Hotel room doors, and we can assume this was a nice hotel, are quite strong.
No sign of Chris anywhere. Bodyguard says ‘open the bathroom door, you have the master key’. Manager gives same response, he will not. Bodyguard kicks that door in, too. That is when they found Chris dead. It happened SO fast.
I still can’t really listen to him anymore, it upsets me that much.
Did your parents tell you their alternate name choices for you? What were you almost named?
None that I know of. I should ask my mom that. There doesn’t appear to be a strategy to most of our names (me and my two brothers). Well, the oldest is a Jr of dad’s name… but I don’t know where my name or Scotty’s came from. They aren’t family names, to my knowledge. Just… uh… white people names: Kevin, Scotty, and John Lang Jr.
*** we don’t call Johnny ‘junior’, though. We call him Federal Inmate 332188695 of Canon City, Colorado.
What were some weird rules your parents had for you as a child?
None. You trying to rabble rouse, here? You talking shit about my mother? That woman is a saint! Honest, I can’t think of a single thing. My folks are awesome and were amazing to us and raised us with unconditional love and opportunity. There is nothing I would go back and change. Wait, one tiny thing. I let my dad’s girlfriend cut my hair once. It was long, she said it would just be a ‘quick trim’, and she pretty much chopped it all. Clearly, I am still pissed about that. My dad was a Marine, so you can imagine he wasn’t big on my long hair look. As for the gal, who became his wife… lets just say she is the Queen Dunk®! I am not going to publish her name, or even speak it. Ok, it’s Lorrie. Don’t even remember her last name, or have any idea what it would be.
Its safe to assume she dropped our family moniker when they divorced.
*** back to Kate McKinnon. I call her the greatest SNL player, ever! NOT the greatest woman cast member… but greatest. As talented as Phil Hartman, Joe Piscopo, Eddie Murphy, Will Farrell. BUT, she is funnier than them, and her ability to do characters in incredible. She has probably done about 50. I should research that, because I take SNL super seriously. I went all the way to NYC just to see the studio.
want a taste? want to know her greatness in a single character? Watch any of the alien abductee skits. there are 3 or 4 and brilliant every time.