Oh yeah, Dave. Today you'll tell us all about the movie you were in...And what do I get when I check back all excited about some story of you arm-rasslin' Harry Dean Stanton between takes? Nuttin'. So-o-o typical of the Hollywood/Springfield elite to ignore their public..."totally pro", David, way to go.

I, on the other hand, will not disappoint. I am more than willing to blog out on some "brush with celebrity" flashback from my past...Lem'me think here for a minute...oh yeah, here's a good one. When my buddy L.L.O. and I were graveyarding at the Super Stop down in Branson, we sold gas and cigarettes and newspapers to all of the Branson stars. I vividly remember selling a tank full of gas to Mr. John Davidson (That's Incredible!), a newspaper and a Bit-o-Honey candy bar to Shoji Tabuchi, Japanese fiddle legend, not to mention sharing the stage with several well-known musical types who pretended like they didn't know who we were, ain't that right Jeff? And don't forget that guy that did the sports on the evening news who use to come in the record store I worked at.

Come on Dave, tell us what it was like...OK?