An open letter to Lorne Michaels: Let me host your show

When I was a young kid in the late 1900s, I used to think that Saturday Night Live was the most grown-up thing imaginable. It was cool. It was on the cutting-edge of show business. It was risqué. It was late at night. I thought I was the coolest kid around when my parents would… Continue reading An open letter to Lorne Michaels: Let me host your show

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