Today I got off a plane at 6:30AM, went home for a while and got ready to do a small shoot for the Braylon Edwards Foundation. It was a bad idea. Don’t get me wrong then event was fine, good-looking people honoring good-looking people, you know.
But the problem was that I just got off a flight, a flight I didn’t do much sleeping on, a flight that made me hate all of mankind for inventing the flying in coach class. I’m just saying, it was a bad idea.
So here I am with Kevin Hewitt standing in a ballroom, feeling all beat to hell, thinking I was just hanging out with Kevin Eubanks less than 12 hours ago and now I’m here. It doesn’t seem right.