Honest to God, when Andy woke me up just now I was in the middle of a dream: Boris Karloff and I went to a beatnik coffeehouse, and we had just sat down and were looking over menus of what music we wanted to order. To listen to. My greeting to everyone upon entering the establishment was, “Like, hi.” Boris and I had walked there arm in arm. This was 1968 Boris Karloff and so he was a little unsteady on his feet, although still very full of life and humor. He seemed very excited that I was going to the trouble of taking him out for coffee.