You know, I didn't Stephen King could do anything to make himself cool again. Every time he's mentioned, all I think of is that Family Guy episode: "For my 307th book, a couple is attacked by a, uh, lamp monster! 0oooooooo!" It's funny because it's true. Yet, something he's done here for Esquire Magazine's latest issue has made him the most awesome person on the planet, but I can't put my finger on what it is... yeah, I better use both hands instead.