Yesterday I happily bought lunch for the first winner of #SethBuyMeLunch. Paul Fisher and the author met at Carney’s in West Hollywood, where they cordially dined upon chili dogs and all the trimmings amongst the fumes of Sunset Blvd.

Paul’s a likable guy and a fellow writer who came to LA a little over two years ago from the namesake of one of my least favorite Jersey bands, Wayne, NJ. He bravely climbed into his car and drove out here with no job and the hope that he’d get into USC’s graduate program in professional writing. Which he did, and finished. He interned at Conan for a while before joining me in the fast-growing field of unemployment.

Paul and I discussed his fondness for Boston sports teams, and I roundly ridiculed his love of hockey. Coincidentally, Paul played high-school hockey against Montclair High, the alma mater of the only other Seth Madej I know of in America, who led the Montclair Mounties hockey team to victory in the 2010 Montclair cup.

I enjoyed meeting Paul, whom I’ve followed on Twitter for a while. You should too. And if you want a free lunch from me, just tweet #SethBuyMeLunch on Monday. Details here.