8 months after the fact, I finally got a signed glossy of myself hanging out with famed comedian and Monty Python alum John Cleese.
The man is probably 6’5″, gregarious, sharp as a tack, witty and well-read. Could I kiss his ass anymore?
In the 5 minutes I spent chatting him up, I felt funnier and smarter than I have in a while. I also felt short, which doesn’t happen very often, and he put all his attention on me.
Example: we chatted at length about the etymology and history of the name Seth. Cleese was able (Abel?) to make a better Biblical reference/joke than I just did while making me feel special.