For some reason, my Zach Galifianakis interview is getting passed around webby-internet “new” media after my drunken posting of it yesterday. This morning, it appeared on the front page of The Daily Beast, a web site specializing in web-content.
“Galifianakis Gets Galifianakis’d
Usually, Zach Galifianakis is the off-kilter interviewer making guests uncomfortable, but on a recent press junket, Gordon Keith decided to turn the tables on the actor, with hilarious results.”
Now it’s being debated on Reddit. And MetaFilter. UPDATE: It’s now on Gawker. And Huffington Post. And Entertainment Weekly. And Buzzfeed. And Slashfilm. And the Daily What. And The Frisky. And Celebuzz. And Manolith. And New York Magazine’s blog. And Videogum. And icanhascheezburger. And I really like the analysis on Film Drunk. And Stuff Christians Like. And Some eCards. And Sports Illustrated (very bottom). And OK Magazine. And sadly D Mag’s Frontburner, where my friend Tim gets a kick outta flame-baiting my haters. It has even jumped the pond.
To answer a few important sexual questions. Zach Galifianakis is brilliant, and a damn fine actor. No, he was not “in” on it. There was no “in.” I suck as an interviewer, hence I throw them comedic softballs that they can hit outta the park. I thought Zach did just that. “Don’t forget to smell Emma” is my new ringtone.
Outside of my birth, sitting down with Zach was the highlight of my life. The second greatest highlight was talking with the man you see below. Another American hero. From Canada.
In conclusion, nothing.