Well we'd all think I learned a lesson or two after the whole Pepto story I told a few weeks back. Not the case. I get a call from my manager Melissa (did we all add her as a friend yet?) Saying "Monday, Medical detectives. Good times. One day. Good payday" Feeling I should do this one...I'm there early. Okay I'm about 5 minutes late. Maybe ten minutes. I definitely wasn't any more than 20 minutes late. In my defense it was in the middle of nowhere. Anyway it turns out that for some reason this company is working under the title of "medical detectives" but isn't the tv show I guest starred on a few years ago. No way. This turned out to be a commercial/infomercial about Alzheimer's medication. I don't mind that at all...however, the way they dressed me up and set up the camera. Wow. I looked like a cross between an evangelical preacher and  a used car salesman, I had to look right at the camera and read these gigantic pharmaceutical words off of a teleprompter. All the while, the director, he's a funny guy...but you know that sort of "a-hole" who's kind of a cool a-hole because he's kind of funny, because he says everything really negatively...but delivers it like a joke? Sort of like "Yeaaahhh that was a good take, but let's do it again and try not to suck this time".Yep, that was my fearless leader today. I looked and sounded just like the great Troy McClure from THE SIMPSONS. Though I wish my read was just as smooth as his. Phil Hartman was a genius.