1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10 Things You Need to Know About Jack Sekowski
As a child, he was fascinated by typewriters. His parents could take him to a party, put him in a back room, and he could entertain himself typing gibberish for hours. Shape of things to come? Not the gibberish part, of course.
He's convinced that he got his 6'3" frame, long limbs, and blue eyes from a Swedish forefather when Sweden invaded Poland in 1655. He hopes his Slavic foremother was agreeable to the union.
Though he graduated from the Ohio State University, he never attended a Buckeyes football game. He's convinced that there's a special place in hell for him.
He picked the American Film Institute for graduate school because they didn't have a football team.
He believes he died and went to heaven while eating steak frites and drinking a red Bandol at the Carlton Hotel beach restaurant in Cannes while observing a beautiful woman rubbing sun tan lotion on her perfect breasts six feet away from him.
There are seven foods that he doesn't eat: Spinach, Olives, Coffee (Yes, coffee!), Celery, Organ Meats, Broccoli, and Rhubarb (Yes, rhubarb!)
He once spat Death in the face by climbing the sand dunes in Death Valley in 126 degree heat...and lived to tell about it.
He saw Mick Jagger in Book Soup and Eddie Van Halen at Whole Foods...in the same day. He didn't get an autograph. But thought about becoming a rock star for 2.3 seconds each time.
He has seen "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" fifty-three times.
His pizza with San Marzano tomato sauce, Parma prosciutto, smoked mozzarella, and fresh basil is to die for.
