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Or if your pursestrings are too tight for that kind of bargain, you can always tell me about your website and I can add it for free. (Party pooper…)
I finally made it back home (a day earlier than expected, no less). Now I’m stuck sifting through oh so many e-mails informing me of all the comments you’ve been making behind my back. I swear, I’d be upset if I didn’t think it was so cool…
I’ll try to add a post or two in the immediate future, but you all may have to carry the load for another week and a half—the bar exam is coming up next Tuesday and Wednesday. The saddest part about that? I’m not nearly as nervous, but I also feel even less prepared than last time. I swear, I’d be upset if I didn’t think it was… wait… never mind.
I’m heading out of town this afternoon and won’t be back until next weekend. As such, you’ll all have to keep yourselves busy for a while. Above are a couple posts that you can fill up to your collective heart’s content and I’ll try to get something posted after we all see “Beauty and the Geek: The Aftermath” as well. (I think I’m looking forward to it more than any of you just because I was there during filming—go figure—but I haven’t the slightest idea what’ll end up on air.)
Richard making peace with Chuck?!
Chuck: Everybody was kung-fu figh-ti-i-ing…
Mindi: Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!
Caitilin: Martha Stewart, eat your heart out!
Richard: “Mindi… it’s windy…”
“What’s Mindi’s middle name?”
Chuck and Caitilin win the grand prize: $250,000.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005. Los Angeles, California. Several hours after shooting the reunion show footage. A bar called “Barney’s Beanery.” The men’s restroom. “Hey, I really like your show.” (I guess the second time someone recognized me in public was creepier than the first…)
I could barely hear in the bar because it was karaoke night. There was someone working the “stage” to ensure that people were signed up and “sang” in order. Using the blaringly loud sound system, she told the crowd (after identifying me amongst them) that she thought I should win because I was a Boy Scout. Her brothers were once Cub Scouts and did the Pinewood Derby (according to her, half the kids’ parents built their cars in that Cub pack…). Oh yeah, and continuing to yell into the microphone, she added, “The tent challenge was bullshit.” Meaning she saw the episode in which I was kicked off. Meaning I was really confused… and my ears were on the verge of bleeding.
I also got to see everyone from the show again—it was a good night.