I was gone last Friday--flew up to Provincetown to offer some reader's questions to Andrew. Long story short--The actual travel sucked (delays, pest-ridden b&b, Logan Airport is all-world fail etc.) Andrew's fam was delightful (his mother has a beautiful accent, his husband looks like Superman, loves Tennessee Williams and quotes Wrecks-N-Effect) and Andrew was what he is at the Dish--passionate, inspiring and really fucking honest.
Here he is discussing how he changed after being told that he was mortally ill. Check out the whole series.
