We are here today with Rob Lowe, who just made his way through his last movie. Hi, Rob, and welcome to Even More Useless Celebrity Factoids.
It's a pleasure being here, mainly because it counts as community service.
In an essay published on Pacific Journal of Practical Logic, dr. Harold J. Sanders has described your movies as "a supernatural prototype of newfangled pragmatic rationalism". Which is your reaction?
Yes, in his last paper printed on Bulgarian Annals of Structural Psychoanalysis, prof. Brian C. Powell utterly rebutted that bizarre point of view.
Where do you go when you die?
Inside a pine box, most of the times. If you are cremated then your remains can occupy space in a little uncanny box on somebody's mantelpiece.
Who were you in your first school play?
I remember it well. It was a play on the life of William Shakespeare. I played a column in the backstage.
Nowaday the problem of pneumonia in tigers is attaining monumental proportions. Are you doing something to solve the problem?
Absolutely! I will chastely sleep in a bunk bed with a supporter one night a month. The proceeds ($1,500/night) will go to an organization for the cure of pneumonia in tigers.
What are your feelings about the current USA president?
I'm somehow troubled, since I heard that president Trump wants to transfer Hollywood from the hippie California to his beloved Wyoming.
If I may say so, Rob, you are also well known for your singular demands when staying in hotels. Is it true? Can you explain us why and maybe make an example of something you may ask?
Everybody should learn that Rob needs what Rob needs, and he always gets it. Whether it's a tofu pizza or mammoth jerky.
Does your agent use a pseudonym when he books, say, a hotel suite? You know, to protect your privacy and to get rid of stalkers and aficionados
You bet! We'll go to any length to avoid those gremlins. I generally adopt the moniker "Rob Lawe".
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