There is a shortage of Bloggers that can make you laugh, and think meaningfully about life.
I am no help to that situation. (But I can possibly make you chuckle, so stick around.)
In an exclusive interview earlier this week, The Bald Eagle, long standing symbol of America, broke his silence on 'Larry King LIVE'. The following is a transcript of that monumental and revealing interview.
Larry King:
He was adopted as a symbol for America by the Continental Congress in 1782. A majestic creature that has fought back from near extinction since the 1800's. He has never spoken out about his role in representing our great country, but tonight he has decided to grant us a special interview! Please welcome to the program, The Bald Eagle.
Bald Eagle:
It's great to be here Larry, but please... call me Phil.
Larry King:
I'm sorry... it's Phil?
Bald Eagle (Phil):
Yeah, Phil. As in short for Philip? C'mon Larry, let's get a little focus, o.k.?
Larry King:
My apologies, Phil. Now let's get down to brass tacks. You clearly have something to say to America and we offer you that opportunity tonight.
Phil:
Yes, well Larry, as you know, America has seen me as the symbol for freedom, justice, yada, yada. I appreciate the attention, really I do. I mean, if you only knew what kind of tail I've been pulling in since! (Phil raises his right wing and leans forward to Larry for a high five. Seeming a bit startled, Larry reflexively returns it.) Anyways, the problem I have is that I'm looking around since 9/11 and this whole Iraq mess and all these conservative groups and blogs have pictures of me plastered ALL OVER the place. I'm talking real crappy, airbrushed mall kiosk crap. Like the one with a tear in my eye with the Twin Towers smoldering behind me, or the one with my wings over a crying fireman's shoulders or some variation where it's a cop or whatever. Oh! And look over here we have me with the American flag tatooed on my face like I'm Mike Tyson and shit... I mean, Seriously? (sips cup of coffee.)
Larry King:
Well you are a beloved and well respected figure among all Americans...
Phil:
You kidding me? Look Larry... jesus! This is damn good coffee! French Roast?
Larry King:
Yes.. yes it is.
Phil:
Mmmm, Ironic. Where was I? Oh, yeah.. before you guys came along, there was about a half mil of us flying around, eating salmon... chilling out. Then all of a sudden, we got these European settlers eating all our fish and shooting us like retarded yokels. Also, while your ilk started settling in, our natural habitats got ALL kinds of fucked up and now suddenly I gotta fight to exist?
Larry King:
Well, in all fairness Phil, we did recognize this and passed The Bald Eagle Act in 1940 to help protect you...
Phil:
Yeah, at the same time you guys were spraying DDT all over the place. Nothing like eatin mice who were already sickly with that shit when THEY ate it off the plants. Thanks SO much for that one. You didn't figure that one out until the late 60's.
Larry King:
You are referring of course, to when you were placed on the Endagered Species list.
Phil:
Exactly. Shit, you think I would even BE HERE on your lovely show if I wasn't finally taken off that list last month? Bygones though, "I can be bitter or I can be Phil." I adopted that as my 'Life Motto.' But like I was saying before Larry. You know... I'm seeing all this use of me as a blanket symbol for all this crap I don't support. I'm not for the war, man! I got nothing against Mexicans..
Larry King:
Are you saying, here and now Phil... that you indeed are not a Conservative?
Phil:
Wow, Larry. I thought you were known for softballs. (Laughs.) O.k. well... yes. Yes Larry.. I am indeed a Liberal. God, I hate labels but.. well.. there it is, there you go.
Larry King:
Remarkable.
Phil:
Not really. I mean, Sure.. look. I think Stem cell research is the next logical scientific breakthrough for you flightless goofballs, I got no problem with gay marriage... you say tomato, I say salmon.. but theres this retarded resistance to moving forward in America by Republicans, and for what? Just cause you don't want to piss off the Evangelical base that you feel keeps you in office? A couple of lobbyists give you a little hush hush cash to keep coal burning instead of figuring out a way to keep from farting all that CO2 in the air? I'm not down with that way of thinking.
Larry King:
I see. Well, in anticipation of your announcement tonight, it seems the Republicans are denouncing your allegiance to the Left wing.. pardon the pun...
Phil:
Not a problem.
Larry King:
Anyway, this statement was released by the GOP: "The Bald Eagle, once a symbol of this great nation has sadly chosen to criticize the Republican base. It is a meek attempt to dishearten American morale and we are moving into immediate action to develop a bill to introduce a new symbol of America by possibly adopting the Turkey as our new representation of America."
Phil:
Nice.
Larry King:
Well, it seems like they are going back to Benjamin Franklin's original suggestion years ago to make the Turkey the symbol. People forget that Franklin was against you as a choice from the get go, calling you a bird of "Bad moral character, who does not set his living honestly." He also called you a "rank coward" and "lazy."
Phil:
Please. Franklin can kiss this. (Points wing at tail feather.) That S.O.B. was a nasty fat ass back before Trans fat existed.... and he calls me lazy? Look, I could care less what they do. If they wanna 86 me, fine. I'm not too happy about the way they got me posed on the flag anyway. An olive branch and a couple of arrows? I mean c'mon... look at Mexico. Sitting on a cactus while SIMULTANEOUSLY trying to eat a LIVE rattlesnake. Now that's getting it right. You can't get more bad ass than that!
Larry King:
You know, that representation comes from an Aztec legend...
(Phil suddenly lunges forward flying and screeching)
Larry King:
JESUS H. CHRIST! (Dives under desk)
(Phil returns back to his seat swallowing a mouse.)
Phil:
Sorry about that, Larry. The muffins in the green room really aren't my thing. Saw me some lunch and I went for it. How old is this studio anyway? Mice, Larry? Tsk, tsk...
Larry King:
I think I just crapped my pants.
Phil:
Well if you aren't wearing depends at your age now, that's your own fault buster.
Larry King:
Well we have a surprise guest LIVE via Satellite from Virginia! Looks like The Turkey would like to have a word with you.
Phil:
(Rolls eyes) Oh, great.
Turkey:
(Does nothing but gobbles agressively while Phil talks over him.)
Phil:
Yeah? Yeah? So what.. I never asked for this you jealous.. really? My mother, oh that's original. You can have it dude, I mean listen to you.. yeah.. go on. Floors yours! You just keep on gobbling, flapping through you're beard..
(The turkey pecks his clip microphone off his chest and trots off screen angrily)
Larry King:
Wow. No love lost there. Well we are out of time, but I do have one last question. One that I have always wanted to ask you. Former Attorney General, John Ashcroft wrote and performed a song about you entitled "Let The Eagle Soar." Did you feel honored by that?
Phil:
You kidding? That guy wiped his ass with the constitution and shit on Civil Liberties and I should be honored by a song he wrote about me? It's kinda like if Hitler sang 'Siman Tov.'
(Larry King just stares at him.)
Phil:
It's a Jewish song. It means "Good Tidings."
Larry King:
(To the camera) I'm Larry King, thanks for tuning in. Next week, Joe Camel will be live in the studio to confirm whether the rumors about him being homosexual are true. Have a great night!
There was a story in the New York Post yesterday, about Michael Jackson's kids and their life at Neverland Ranch. I was about as interested in it as Amy Winehouse is in personal hygiene, but I overheard a co-worker (who read it) talking about something sweet he did for his kids last Christmas. I did a spit take so long and hard of my coffee that I had to refill, put the correct amount of sugar and cream, and take a sip, just so I can spit it out again. I pulled the article up and scrolled down until I found it:
Last Christmas Eve, Jacko and his dermatologist, Dr. Arnold Klein, -- the suspected father of the two oldest children -- arranged for Carrie Fisher to surprise the kids by reprising her role as Princess Leia in "Star Wars" at their rental mansion in Holmby Hills, Calif.
"Michael brought the kids down in their pajamas and said, 'This is Princess Leia,' " said family friend Stephen Price. "They were so excited! She did her famous speech for them -- the 'Help me, Obi-Wan' speech"
Somebody pinch me and then slap me across the face.
If I was a 14 year old girl, this is the part where I yell "Shut up!" and punch my BFF on the arm because I don't believe any of this actually happened.
I already have it pictured in my mind...
*Outside of Neverland Ranch Gates. Carrie Fisher is pacing back and forth finishing her 12th consecutive cigarette, muttering to herself.*
Carrie:
No way, no fucking way. Don't do it Carrie. Don't. You got a new book coming out, the one woman show thing is coming up. You don't need this. It's not worth it.
*Intercom*
Princess Le... I mean, Carrie, is that you?
Carrie:
Michael! Hello!... It's Carrie, heh... just Carrie.
*Intercom*
I was watching you on the security camera for the last half hour. I didn't want to disturb you, I thought you were getting into character. Then, I was alarmed, because I thought you were on fire...
Carrie:
No Michael, just smoking. Filthy habit, I know... Listen, I don't know if I can go through with this. I mean, It's a sweet gesture for your kids and all, but...
Michael:
I'll add another zero on that check I already sent you.
Carrie:
*Reflexively tries to scale the gates* Well, LET'S do this man!
*A buzz sound and the gates open - Carrie hops down, sighs, and then walks through, shoulders slumped. A few minutes later she is inside a Japanese themed media room waiting when she is startled by the appearance of an elegantly dressed, pale 12 year old girl in silk pajamas. It takes Carrie a moment to realize it is Michael Jackson himself.*
Carrie:
Michael, Hi!
Michael:
Hi Carrie, I'm so happy you came on such short notice! The kids have been watching Star Wars a lot lately. They loved Jar Jar Binks so much, but I couldn't get that guy who played him to come. The closest I could find was this Old Kentucky vaudevillian to come over and do a Jolsen act, but it just confused them.
Carrie:
That's... strange. So, they come down, I do a couple of lines from the movie... take a few pictures, and that's it right?
Michael:
Right! Now if you come this way, I'll show you where you get dressed...
Carrie:
I'm sorry, "dressed?"
Michael:
Oh yes. I got an original replica of the robe you wore. I even got that funny little man, Verne Troyer to move around in an R2D2 so we can make the scene more realistic.
*He motions to a corner where Verne Troyer is sitting halfway in an R2D2 costume, Visibly drunk with what looks like a little vomit on his chin.*
Carrie:
Oh, Michael I don't know...
Michael:
Carrie, If you're worried about your dignity, I understand.
Carrie:
You? Uh, REALLY?
Michael:
Yes. And to you I make a solemn pledge. As long as I live, NO ONE will ever find out about this.
*About an hour later, Carrie exits the Neverland Ranch gates, wearing a similar costume to what she wore in EPISODE IV. She is undoing some half assed "Honey Buns" type hairdo and clearly annoyed until SHE SEES IT: There is a Monster truck with the bed half filled with Cartons of Marlboro Light 100's and the other half bundles of cash. In the driver's seat is a shirtless Colin Farrell, smiling gamely.*
Carrie:
Jesus, he really DELIVERED!
*A smile spreads across her face and she strolls to the truck, whistling "Jingle Bells."
1. Glory (1989) - Fantastic movie about Robert Gould Shaw leading the first black volunteer company in the Civil War. Inspiring stuff. Unfortunately there is a scene where Shaw (Matthew Broderick) Pulls aside Major Forbes (Cary Elwes) and scolds him for questioning his authority about having to punish Denzel's character with a whip. Major Forbes reply?
"Well I is sorry Massa'. You be the boss man now and all us chillins must learn your ways!"
It makes me cringe and laugh every time I see it, and it almost ruins the tenseness of the scene.
2. Legends Of The Fall (1994) - Another great movie, and look! Same director Edward Zwick. Anthony Hopkins plays Colonel William Ludlow trying to raise his three sons in Montana, and no longer believes in war. He is a proud, noble man's man, and Sir Anthony plays the character with the kind of dignity that seems to be his specialty. Until Col. Ludlow has a stroke. Then he has to walk around with wild hair and a chalkboard around his neck to communicate. (No Bullshit.) when asked by one of his sons what he thinks about trespassers coming back on to the land, Ludlow protrudes his middle finger and says "Screw 'em!" But of course, see, since he had a stroke, it comes out like.. "Shhkru uhhm!" You half expect the cast laugh and say something like "Oh, dad!" while the studio audience laughs and applauses.
(this photo from the film is Col. Ludlow Pre-tarded up.)
3. Superman (1978) -I forgot how good this movie actually is, as I just recently watched it on HBO with my boy Alex before we went to see the new one. Richard Donner really did some great work with this movie. Christopher Reeves is still heartbreaking to watch as Superman, and he really was the definitive Man Of Steel. That being said, I also forgot about the scene where he makes his first public appearance as Superman to save Lois Lane. The very first person to see Superman? A pimp. That's right, a very clean DC Comics 1978 pimp. "Maaaann. That is a bad Out-FIT! WHOOO! WHOOO!" Trivia you won't find anywhere else kids.
4. Breakfast At Tiffany's (1961) - Based on a novel by Truman Capote, with Blake Edwards as director, this movie had great acting all around about New Yorker Holly Golightly and has a great wit throughout the movie. I still believe that Audrey Hepburn was one of the most Beautiful actresses ever. I also can't believe how offensive the character Mickey Rooney plays is. He is the apartment manager Mr. Yinioshi, a veerrry bad stereotype of the Japanese. The guy has got the buckteeth and everything. Every time he appears in the film for so called "comic relief" it's painful. Makes a good argument for bringing back "Song of The South" since they pulled that Disney movie based on outdated stereotypes, but not this one. Somehow, it's almost like it's more acceptable to make fun of Asians. Shit, just see Rush Hour and you'll know what I mean.
5. William Shakespeare's Romeo Juliet (1996) - Baz Luhrman's take on the great tragedy. Modernized and aimed for the teenage crowd when it came out, I was excited to see this one. The moment I hate for this movie though is the first third of the entire movie. It starts off very MTV hyperkinetic to the point where you want to throw up though. I got the point after the first five minutes but it keeps hitting you and you get to see a young Harold Perrineau (Lost) play Mercutio... in DRAG. It pisses me off that the movie starts this way, glossing over the whole Capulet and Montague division, because once the "star crossed lovers" meet in the film, the movie then becomes great. Baz Luhrman knows how to make colors pop and paces the rest of the film perfectly.. I just wish the entire movie was that way.
6. Munich (2005) - The story of the "unofficial" retaliation against Palestinian leaders of "Black September" where 11 Israeli athletes lost their lives in a botched hostage standoff at the '72 olympics. Great Spielberg movie. Very thought provoking and a good conversation starter, especially with the bombings going on now. The moment in the movie though that I wasn't too big on, is where Eric Bana's characer Avner makes love to his wife, and it's intercut with shots of his remembering what happened that day. They show how the Athletes are murdered and as the grisly scene ends, it is paralleled with Avner's .. ahem.. orgasm. Uh.. O.K? I can see that Spielberg was trying to say something with the way this is played out, but.. wha? Really?
7. Flightplan (2005) - Jodie Foster, one of my favorite actresses, finally makes another movie. And you know what? This one starts off great. It's a very Twilight Zone ' ish , tense movie. You can feel the madness that Jodie Foster expresses in that nightmarish scenario of losing your kid on an airplane, then having to wonder if maybe she really never existed at all. Then we get to the last 20 minutes of the movie, which I won't ruin.. but it's like Jerry Bruckheimer came on and decided to turn the movie into DIE HARD 4. I was pretty disappointed and thought it was going to go a different route.
8.The Squid And The Whale (2005) - This is a FANTASTIC movie. The acting and script is superb. A story of a family broken apart by divorce in the 80's. It's laced with bitter black comedy done perfectly by Jeff Daniels (always a highly underrated actor) and Laura Linney who also does incredible work here. It's like The Royal Tennenbaums without the tongue in cheek. Go rent it now. Unfortunately, there is a younger brother, around 12, maybe 13 that "acts out" during the unsettling separation of his parents... by jerking off in the library and wiping his results on a bookshelf. It may have been meant to shock, (mission accomplished) but I felt it was a little too much. It's very graphic and yes, you see it all even though it may be a quick scene.. but take it out of the movie and it changes nothing. I'm sure I may get some complaints on that one, but it's something I think could of been more implied than shown. blech.
9. Crash (2004) - I know I rallied for Brokeback Mountain to win best picture, but I actually do love this movie. I love the way it was shot and it's always hard to do a movie with multiple characters like this. Magnolia comes to mind when I see Crash. It's a great commentary on Racial relations set in Los Angeles, and even though it gets REAL close to being too melodramatic, it pulls it right back enough to keep you invested in these characters. Terrence Howard, Matt Dillon, even that wooden pretty boy Ryan Phillipe is good in this movie. The movie does a great job of intertwining all the characters, but I think it went a little too much at the VERY end of the movie. There is a character that Matt Dillon talks to in the movie, who I believe is an insurance adjuster, I'm sure I'm wrong, but she has a brief scene in the movie. It's a setup to reveal that Dillon's character is taking care of his terminally ill father. But, just to hammer it home that these characters all cross each other's pass in some degree or another.. She shows up right before the end of the credits and gets in a car accident (crash?) and comes out of the car yelling at someone for some last second comic relief. I didn't think the movie needed it, but hey.. maybe I'm just stretching since I could only come up with 9.
10. I leave that open for suggestion, as I can't think of another and even if I did, I would love to hear what everyone out there can think of.
People I know tend to HATE those inane quizzes on Myspace and Facebook.
Me?
I LOVE 'em.
Here is a recent one. (Apologies to those who "actually" wanted to know anything more about me.)
From Facebook: Tell us about yourself quiz!
Do you see the glass as half empty or half full? Lawrence Fishburne, wearing a long black leather trenchcoat just leaned over and whispered to me "There is no glass." I'm fine with that. Who was your hero as a child? Sal the Hero hero. He could make a mean ass sandwich.
What do you do for fun? Ask people what they do for fun, then when they open their mouth to answer, toss a pre-chewed skittles in there and run away giggling.
Are you an outdoor or an indoor person What's the term for someone who spends a lot of time using an Outhouse?
If you had only six months to live, what would you do first? Get a second opinion from a Dr. What 3 words would your best friend use to describe you? Senor Clammy Hands. (I experimented in college)
Where do you see yourself in five years? in the year 2014. Oh, and there will be hoverboards, but they will mainly be used for evil. Get the number or give the number? Make up the number.
Romance or Kinky? I like a mix of both. Like, Rose petals on a sex swing.. whoa? TMI?
How do you feel? Using my fingertips. Stop slapping my hand away, I SAW that look you gave me. What size shoes do you wear? Clodhopper XLLL
Water or 100% Juice? I want 85% SKY Vodka and 15% Redbull. NOW! ("Daddy's an angry drunk.")
Would you rather be hot or cold? lukewarm. But it does make me clammy to the touch.
Would you rather lose an arm or a leg? Already did. Have you NOT SEEN the grocery prices these days? Favorite Place to Eat? I'm not that obese that I would eat an actual place. Unless you count, I guess a gingerbread house? Opera, Musical, Concert, Play, Performance, or Other? Other. I'm all about the Jugband Ho-downs. What is your favorite clothing brand? Z. Cavaricchi. You can NEVER find enough belt buckles.
If you had to pick one car, which would it be? Aston Martin. Which, oddly is the same answer to my question WHAT DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME TO?
Your favorite Disney Films? The ones where the two leads get together in the end and sing a song about it. Why did the chicken cross the road? Cause he was stapled to the Dog. Kids can be cruel.
What was your last thought? Is anyone gonna bother reading this?
Juice and crackers or milk and cookies? Ritz and V8
Favorite fruit? Nathan Lane
What is your favorite TV show? LOST. Any show that can make the whole time travel thing plausible is alright by me
Kill the spider or let it out? If this is a Euphemism for holding it in when you have to poop?
Do you shower every single day? Define "shower." Walking past a beggar, spare change or ignore? Spare change IF he bests me in a thumb wrestling war.
What is your favorite food? Cookies in the shape of Steve McQueen.
Do you read Harry Potter books? Not so much read them as ESCAPE TO ANOTHER WORLD! *Singing READING RAINBOW SONG*
If you could have one super human power what would you choose? The power to have time for naps.
Have you had a beer in the last week? *stops drinking beer for a moment* I'm sorry, what? What would you do if Michael Jackson asked you out? Ask him what time the mother ship would be leaving and if I could touch the Elephant Man's pubic bone. (This question was obviously asked AFTER he passed away. I stand by my answer.)
First off, watch this brief video first before you read this blog: Click HERE
Seriously? Where did he get the idea I was a kid from Alaska? And if he emailed Jon Favreau about it, then where did he get the notion that I was DOGGING him? If anything, he's gonna get to work with Favreau BECAUSE of the back and forth banter we had. For anyone who hasn't already heard, I was the fake Jonah Hill, and below is a reposting of that blog confession that started this whole thing, WITH PROOF that I never dogged Favreau.
Do me a favor and retweet this blog, simply by telling your friends, family, and porn spammers to go to www.TheJohnBlog.net. It will take them STRAIGHT to this post. All in all, I'm disappointed in Jonah's lack of a sense of humor on all of this. I picked him to pose as, cause If I had to bet money on anyone who would be all about it and maybe play along, it was him.
The Guilty Party:
"Have you seen this? Some dude started a Twitter called OFFICIALJONAH."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, and there's one on Michael Cera, they're both obvious fakes, the tweets are lame and doesn't even seem like something they would tweet about."
"Yeah, it sucks when people do that, I can't figure out how it is anyone even falls for that crap."
"The fake Michael Cera has 25,000 followers."
(Spit Take)
"WHAT?! THAT many people buy into this? In the very least these guys should at least try to be funny, I would be INSULTED if I was a celebrity and someone was fake tweeting as me with inane shit like, 'I just ate some Chinese Food.' Do you know how hard it was for me to get my miniscule 120 followers? All these putzes have to do is claim to be a celebrity and that's it?"
"You're just jealous..."
"Look, I can be a more convincing fake than half these guys."
So...
On April 30th, 2009, A new Twitter account surfaced under the handle JonahHill_Jew.
In less than two months, I successfully convinced 3,000 Twitterers that I was Jonah Hill, He of SUPERBAD fame and inner circle actor/comedian of the Apatow Gang.
Who am I really?
My name is John and I live in Arlington, A suburb of Dallas/Ft.Worth Tx. I'm 33 years old, with a wife and two kids. I work a "Regular Joe" job in finance, Monday through Friday. I'm a humorist who struggles with finding ways to get his material out there, and just like everyone else with that same ambition, I wish I could do this for a living.
The first step in making the Fake Jonah blog was to not pick an obvious picture from the internet. Like a scene from Superbad or something like that. After a search through Google Images, I came across this one:
PERFECT.
Next, I made a background using a pretty funny picture from the Vanity Fair shoot, where Jonah posed as George Washington.
Then, I started tweeting. Simple observations making fun of Paula Abdul, Christian Bale, flirted with Elizabeth Taylor, stuff that got a good response from people. I did name searches of Jonah Hill and people were commenting on how funny "Jonah" was. It just kind of blew up overnight.
Then on June 10th, this was my tweet as Jonah:
"Random dude at the deli couple hours ago pitched me to redo GROUNDHOG DAY? A.) Why me? B.) Dude, that movie is sacred."
A few days later I found out that the half hour show THE DAILY 10 that comes on the E! Channel, posted this tweet.
This gave some validity to my claim to be Jonah.
Then, I reached out to comedian Doug Benson, who I really met in Austin a few years ago. I told him that I ran into him, as Jonah Hill before I was a celebrity. It almost backfired on me when he sent me a direct message asking me to tell him the "other" time we had met, to prove it was me.
Crap.
But, lo! The power of GOOGLE! I googled DOUG BENSON JONAH HILL and instantly, I was directed to a blog someone wrote about a DOUG BENSON CD RELEASE PARTY that Jonah Hill and Seth Rogen attended. I tweeted Doug the tidbit and he posted this response:
This newfound credibility from a comedian with almost 30,000 followers soon got me added by tons of new people, including Marlee Matlin, (Who I made fun of when she told me she loved "Superbad." "How funny could it of been when you can't hear it?" was my reply. In all fairness, that we cause I thought SHE was a fake. Oops.)
I got added by Nia Vardalos (Of My Big Fat Greek Wedding and the new flick My Life In Ruins.) She even corresponded with me via Direct messaging. It was surreal. The screenwriter of the most successful independent film of all time was talking to me about her days waitressing at a comedy club.
The best moment, though, came when I got a direct message from Jon Favreau welcoming to Twitter. For those of you who don't know Favreau, he was the writer and star along with Vince Vaughn of the movie SWINGERS and directed IRON MAN. His Twitter right now is made up of 90% IRON MAN 2 updates. But after awhile, he and I actually had some exchanges:
Sure, He thought I was Jonah, but it was still a dream come true in a way. I even managed to get one of my favorite comedians, Michael Ian Black to play along... It was weird seeing so many people Re-Tweet my tweets as Jonah and calling them "Hilarious." These were the same kind of tweets being virtually ignored on my regular, Real person, real nobody Twitter account. It poses the question, Am I only funny because I'm assumed to be a celebrity?
The party didn't last long forever though. Soon, this Tweet came out: Look below the Father's Day one...
Not long after that, E! Released this video: (Forgive the quality, I couldn't find a better snippet online, so recorded my own)
In all fairness, I only used the word 'Deli' cause 'Restaurant' would be pushing me over 140 characters. I'm no anti semite, The URL's for Jonah_Hill and JonahHill were gone, and I wasn't very creative.
It's weird. A big part of me was surprised I pulled this off. I did commit to it though! I looked up details of his currently filming movie "Get Him To The Greek" and dropped names like people who were key grips and lighting technicians... all to add authenticity to skeptics who may go digging around. I found tweets of people working as extras on the movie who reported where they were shooting and how excited they were to be a few feet away from Jonah, Diddy and Russell Brand. I sent out tweets mirroring these facts to add credibility.
I'll be honest. I got to the point of hoping that the worst case scenario would be that someone like Jonah Hill, a laid back kind of comedian/celebrity, would actually like the FAKE Twitter. I fantasized that I would be contacted and asked to keep the tweets going or collaborate with him on a project. What can I say? Fame, even Pseudo fame, clouds the mind.
I never planned on using this identity to do anything more than make people laugh. It truly is a drug for someone like me, who loves to make people laugh. I never planned on selling anything, scam anyone out of money. It was just to get the laughs. I started feeling bad when some witty retorts came along and I direct messaged people. It never occurred to me that I made someone's day leading them to believe that JONAH HILL just emailed them! I stopped sending direct messages not too long after this realization.
After I started posting tweets admitting I was a fake, I got responses from several people that meant the world to me. They were along the lines of "Meh. You are still hilarious!"
Someone posted a TWEET, and I'm paraphrasing, "That's so lame. Just be yourself." The funny thing is. I've tried that. My regular Twitter account has only a few followers (which I am GRATEFUL and feel blessed for.) and to prove a point, I posted the exact same Tweet this morning on my Twitter and the "Jonah" Twitter. I got nary a response on mine, but was called a "genius" on Jonah's.
So I'm back to slumming it as just me. I don't mind. I can still do my best to be funny and hope people follow eventually. Who knows. I'm thinking of writing a BASED ON A TRUE STORY screenplay. Something along the lines of BEING JOHN MALKOVICH, hoping Jonah would have the sense of humor to play himself. I don't know. Maybe someday someone will post a fake Twitter of me. I just pray it's not a lame one like the other Fake Jonah's.
If anyone wants to find me, follow me, curse me out, call me a douchebag. (All warranted.) You can find the jerk HERE:
The most surreal thing about this whole thing? I have a feeling that this whole charade is the only reason Jon Favreau reached out and met the REAL Jonah Hill for confirmation. If Jonah get's a meaty part on Iron Man 3, I'm gonna be looking for a cut.
(this photo from the film is Col. Ludlow Pre-tarded up.)
