On Monday, Mo Rocca stopped me in a park in the East Village. I noticed him standing with a cameraman, pointedly trying to ignore me as I walked towards. I realize that my sexiness knows no bounds, and Mo being a fragile human, he had a hard time looking away.
As I walked past them, he sprang into action and accosted me. The exchange was probably forgettable. If he was still with the Daily Show, I can see John Stewart making fun of me.
Mo: Excuse me sir. What were you just thinking?
Arp: I was thinking what the hell are you doing here?
Mo: No, no! Before that?
Arp: That the economy is going to hell.
Arp: Yeah. Like the US is a house of cards and all that.
Mo: Thank you.
It’s better than my one actual appearance on TV. I was on the high school bowl team, specifically for having more arcane knowledge since my two partners had the usual stuff (president stats, etc) covered.
The problem was that I had stage fright and didn’t answer questions that I actually knew. So when I finally got the gumption to answer an art question, I buzzed in and said Wyeth? That was my tv career so far. Maybe Mo can jumpstart it.