Kevin Blatt calls me Friday afternoon. “I get a great massage. Afterwards, I’m walking down Rodeo Dr. I stop off at Vitallis, a great donut shop on Canon Dr.
“I’m sitting there having a cup of coffee and I look over to my left and Andrew Dice Clay is sitting there with Frank Stallone. I say, I’ve got to tell Frank who I am because he’s in my movie American Cannibal.
“I walk over to him and say, ‘Hey Frank.’ He says, ‘Hey. How are you doing?’ I said, ‘We’re in a movie together.’ He looks at me. I said, ‘Remember those guys who came to pitch you on the television show we were doing…’ He said, ‘Oh yeah, that’s a movie?’
“He had no idea he was in this movie.
“Meanwhile, I think Andrew Dice Clay was more upset that I didn’t come up to him and say, ‘Hey Dice.’ Is he an old bloated Jew.
“Frank looks great. Better than Sly.
“Frank’s my boy.
“He goes, ‘What do you do?’
“I said, ‘I work in the Adult business but I’m trying to produce some TV shows.’
“I told him about my involvement with the Paris Hilton sex tape.
“He goes, ‘Oh, Red Light. I love their stuff.’”