I have made an ass out of myself so many times on TV that my family has given up on telling their friends when I am going to air. Way before I became a working artist, I produced commercials for TV. Not just any commercials, but ones that used real people. I've done an EPT pregnancy test commercial where I had to run around with women's pee sticks. I also put the whole town of Pound, Wisconsin, on a SlimFast diet. Let's just say I am used to being on the other side of the camera.
Years later, when I started licensing my artwork, Silvestri (one of my biggest licenses), would dress me up like a drag queen. OK....I dressed myself up like a drag queen and they sent me all over the country doing artist signings. I was in Little Rock, AR, for an interview on the 12 O'clock news to promote a girls’ night out signing at a local gift store. Before we started to tape, the anchor was talking about this woman who did all this amazing stuff. I was so impressed with who this woman was that I asked the anchor if I could get her number after the show. I wanted to know what she knew. The anchorwoman stopped, looked at me like I had two heads and said, "It was me she was talking about!" (I've always been the last to know.)
My favorite Joey “ass” story was when I was on Oprah. Oprah is known in my family as “the only person who has ever shut Joey up.” Not in a bad way, Oprah is amazing!
I was so excited to meet the great Oprah. I knew I had to say something so profound that she would invite me over to her house for dinner. This did not happen. She asked me a question...What was the question? I have no freak'n idea. It's Oprah, people! (This was, thankfully, before YouTube, so there is no evidence.) Anyhoooo, when she asked, I opened my mouth and said, "Ummmmmm". Yep, that's it...
Have I learned? No! I have been on Doctor Oz twice. Once for bad hair and once for meditating with Deepak, which I giggled and snorted. Again...not one of my proudest moments. There have been other stories, thankfully, I just can't remember them right now. Oprah...if you are reading this, give me a call.




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