"Jimmy Fallon gave me a drunk hug once."

That is a statement that, had I not said it, would make me ask many questions. Let me try to answer as many as I can by telling the story. It all begins with a hurricane.

When Hurricane Katrina devastated New Orleans, the entire film industry in Louisiana moved northward, most of it landing in my home town of Shreveport and the surrounding areas. Over the following months, tons of movies would use Shreveport as a filming location. One of those movies was called Factory Girl; starring Guy Pierce, Sienna Miller, and the aforementioned Jimmy Fallon. Factory Girl just happened to use the building I was working in at the time to do some filming, so I became part of the "crew" while they were there.

Because I was part of the behind the scenes team, I got invited to the cast and crew after party once filming wrapped. It was glorious! I was drinking free booze while rubbing elbows with the likes of Hayden Christensen and Ashton Kutcher (Cedar Rapids...REPRESENT). Then I saw Jimmy Fallon walking by. I've been a Fallon fan since his days on SNL, and there was something I had always wanted to tell Jimmy Fallon...now was my chance!

I walked over to Jimmy and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Fallon...hey...I worked in the building with the elevator," he nodded. I continued, "Yeah so...I always wanted to tell you this...You and Tina Fey had the funniest Weekend Updates since Dennis Miller."

His face immediately changed. He grabbed both of my shoulders and looked deep into my eyes. I thought at first he was gonna yell at me...or kiss me...I don't know how to read signals. Instead he brought me in for a genuine bro hug. A drunken acknowledgement. What I said actually meant something to this famous guy. He pulled me from his bosom and said, "Dude...that is one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me. I have so much respect for Miller, and to know that I'm right behind him...that's awesome. Thank you!"

"You're welcome," I said, slightly slack jawed.

"Alright man," he said as he stuck out his hand. I grabbed his with mine, "Have a great night! It was so good meeting you. I have to go sing now."

"Ok, Mr Fallon. I..."

"Call me Jimmy, please."

"Alright...Jimmy. Thanks for talking with me. Have fun!"

Then he sang "Break On Through" by the Doors on karaoke...and sounded EXACTLY like Jim Morrison..because he's Jimmy Fallon.

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