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I drove a couple hours to Knoxville with Batu in the passenger seat. When we arrived, we were led into a meeting room. There was a massive oval table with two huge TV screens at each end. Two execs sat side by side.
They asked me what my show was about.
I told them it was a combination of Dean Martin and Anthony Bourdain. One exec interrupted me and said, "Nobody under the age of 90 knows who Dean Martin is. It sounds old."
I fought the urge to crack him over the cranium with my walker. But I let it go. Then I played my sizzle reel.
It featured clips from the cooking videos I had created for the Italian American Network.
It looked good, had some funny bits, and Batu was definitely the star of the show.
After it ended, one of the execs looked at me and said, "Unless you're cooking naked with a flamethrower, nobody will be interested."
NFK. That's exactly what he said.
I was hoping Batu might leap up and bite him in the nuggets. But we just skedaddled out of there and drove back to Nashville.
I'm no pooch psychiatrist, but Batu seemed a little down on the ride home. I must admit, I was a bit disappointed as well.
I thought the sizzle reel was pretty...sizzling!
But Slim Folks, I don't know if I'll ever be ready to do a Reel of me cooking naked with a flamethrower.
But...I wonder how I'd look in a bikini.
And do any of you Slim Pyromaniacs know where I can get my mitts on a blowtorch?
Keep smiling. Keep in touch. And keep a fire extinguisher handy.
It's all about love.
Who loves ya?
Uncle Slimmy
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