This is what I do.

By no means I claim to know what it's like to live in Hollywood, or to be a part of that culture. My experiences lay mainly with wackadoo theater people from all over the spectrum. I've been snubbed by great theater directors, and I've impressed others. I've worked with some of the most unprofessional people that continue to get jobs despite the fact that everyone around them would like to take a wooden spike and impail it into their chests.

Just yesterday I was in a callback for a 30 second commercial in which my "scene partner" interrupted me, corrected me, and bulldozed any sort of instinct I might have had only to walk into the room filled with New York producers and directors and not do one single thing we prepared because the people with the power to give us the job just wanted to talk to us, nothing else.

I hold true that in whatever profession you work in, you are blessed with these crazies. It's just that in my profession this type of eccentric behavior gets rewarded more often than not. It's taken as a sign of genius, of true inspiration, insight, truth. Rarely do people associate with what it more closely resembles: insane wannabe cult leaders.

Kevin Smith is in a completely different league than I am, but the theme remains the same: you work with some crazy-ass motherf&$kers. Mr. Smith is blessed with the wonderful ability to tell a story. He reminds me to cherish all this wacky shit, because if I don't enjoy it, I'll go Heaven's Gate myself.