Could I get a small Frosty with that?

I think Wendy’s is the restaurant that’s promoting its Dollar Menu by comparing the food to money (”A speeding ticket for 60 junior cheeseburgers?!”). Aside from the premise being rather stupid, there’s one comparison that could be reeeeeeally dangerous to make: “Honey, you look like a million crispy chicken nuggets!”

Why dangerous? Because the Dollar Menu is really a 99 Cent Menu and some women might take offense to a man saying, “Honey, you look like $990,000! Just add a little makeup to cover the bags under your eyes and you’ll look like a cool million!” And then he’ll be stuck eating alone at Wendy’s for the rest of his life… but at least it won’t be too expensive.

S2, Episode 2: Rock on!

For starters, I want to reflect back to last season—the teams (especially myself) who did well got the least exposure during the initial episodes. As such, I’m predicting that Wes and Sarah, Joe and Brittany, Ankur and Jennipher… those couples will be going deep into the season.

Chris and Amanda switched up with Brandon and Tristin. Amanda didn’t have to strangle herself, Tristin explained to Chris that he acted like a pompous ass and he discovered that it takes a lot more than a brief apology to soothe ruffled feathers.

I remember thinking, “Karaoke? I would have preferred that to dancing in front of a crowd…” Then I saw the camera moving around, showing a completely filled nightclub and changed my mind. Tyson rocked the house and I haven’t the slightest idea how he worked his Rubik’s Cube into his routine, but it worked.

I was in debate in high school, but we always got to prepare a speech and read from notes while presenting our argument to the judge. We only had one topic to focus on, so we rarely diverted to talking about stuff like our nifty debating outfits. (No offense, ladies.) Cher scored big points by talking about her grandmother regarding Social Security.

That’s one thing I noticed about the scores: both winners got over 70% of the votes, in part because they worked their personal experience into it. Doing something you know about = less nervousness. Whoa… I never would have believed it if I hadn’t seen it…

To-ga! To-ga! To-ga!

Chris knew that if he and his partner didn’t win a challenge, they were headed to the elimination room. He was right. What he didn’t realize was that Amanda, his former partner, would join him there as a member of the other team.

Chris and Tristin came out victorious, so two big questions remain for Episode 3:

1) How will people react when they walk in the door instead of Brandon and Amanda?
2) Even though Chris “saw the error of his ways,” will he follow through with his threat and send the Ty duo to the elimination room if he gets the chance?

Have It My Way

If you’ve been to Burger King recently, you’ve noticed that they’re now putting little sayings on all of their drinks/wrappers/cleaning products, etc. Why? To drive home the fact that when you’re at Burger King, you can have it your way. And probably to distract you from those freaky commercials with the plastic King standing at random people’s windows in the morning, handing them free Super-Duper-Greasy-Globs-Of-Instant-Heart-Attack-But-Really-Yummy-So-It’s-Okay breakfast monstrosities.

Anyway, I went there with my older brother last week and decided to play it safe, ordering the Minor-Artery-Blockage chicken sandwich value meal. The meal came with a medium-sized pop—for the life of me, I will never understand how they got rid of “small”… now they start with “medium,” then upgrade to “large” and “King”-sized cups. Shouldn’t the medium cups be considered smalls since they’re the smallest cup you can get nowadays? Or maybe the fast food industry will keep making things bigger until you’re stuck choosing between “King,” “Jug” and “Keg o’ the His Royal Majesty’s Brew.” (God knows what effect that might have on their coffee sales…)

After we sat down to start eating, I noticed this message on the side of my cup: “Maybe you want a lot of ice. Maybe you want no ice. Maybe you want your top securely fastened, or maybe you want to go topless.” There was more, but after reading that, I had an image in my head of my drink sitting on the table and suddenly the lid flies off and a small voice screams, “Cups Gone Wild!!!” I think the grease from my sandwich may have clogged up something important in my brain…

I’m easily confused

[Updated on Jan. 17th, 2006]

All these questions posted all over the place… it’s tough to provide answers when you can’t find them anymore. Consequently, here’s the place to do it: ask whatever you want in the comments section and I’ll either extend the post to incorporate the answer or I’ll tell you to bugger off because I don’t want to scare the children. Assuming I haven’t scared them already on my own.

All right, where to start…

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I’m single, but not looking very hard—I’ve got the bar exam to look forward to in February. And it doesn’t help that I’m living at my parents’ place these days. Sure, I can get together with someone for dinner or coffee or something along those lines, but if she ever wants to come over to my place for a game of Strip Scrabble or something, “I’d like to introduce you to my parents.”

On a related note, I spend most of my free time by myself or with friends, so I’m not sure whether my new-found confidence may have carried over from the show. If I start hooking up with a bunch of random chicks, then you’ll know it worked. But I probably won’t tell you if I start hooking up with a bunch of random chicks, so I guess you’ll be in the dark either way…

I still keep in touch with people from the show. There’s an occasional group e-mail that someone will send out to everyone, let them know what’s going on. I’ve chatted with Cheryl and talked to Bill, Chuck and Scarlet on the phone recently, so it’s all good. If you want to know what they’re doing with their lives… no one’s sent a group e-mail recently, so I couldn’t tell you for sure. If you want me to make up an answer, you’ll find out all sorts of interesting things about them…

I’ve still got the highlights.

No Myspace or Livejournal page—just the blog, baby. Just the blog.

Hiking during Episode 5: Most of the running happened right at the beginning—gotta make it look exciting. Our packs had canteens, sleeping bags, thin sleeping pads and whatever else we added, which in my case was extra clothing made of light materials, a thin rain jacket, etc. (It may have looked full, but mine wasn’t that heavy.) As for breaks, we had one in the middle that gave them time to move cameras and that was it. Unless you count stopping to reel in the fish. But there was only one assigned resting spot and that’s where I emptied the contents of my tummy. If they’d given us a map so we could have seen the length of the trek and how high the hillside reached… I would have treated it more like a hike than a race.

Love: I couldn’t tell you about the girls’ past relationships. It’s not something that comes up in regular, friendly conversation, but I imagine that they’ve had their share of deep emotional relationships, regardless of how they were portrayed on the screen. Likewise, I’m not sure how many of the guys have, either (myself excluded, of course… and yes, I’ve been in love before, so you don’t need to ask).

Between Chuck and Richard, it was pretty much Richard pushing his buttons and the viewers seeing what Chuck would do afterwards. When Richard started calling me “Shawnee of the Pawnee,” I wanted to smack him, but since I didn’t follow through and since Chuck had a stronger reaction to what Richard was saying and doing on a constant basis, theirs was the “feud” that was one of the highlights of the series.

The reality of reality TV: It was us. The challenges were set up for us, the host sometimes had cue cards and we sometimes had written questions that we were supposed to answer, but everything that came out of our mouths were our own words. The interviewers would prompt us sometimes (”Did you think the swimsuit was sexy?”), but what we said was all us. And that’s not to say that the prompting always worked: a few days into the show, I did an impression of Richard for some of the guys—during my next interview, they asked if I could do any impressions of any of the cast members… I said no. They asked if I could do an impression of Richard… I said no. They could ask all the questions they wanted, but any answers they got were what we chose to say.

I imagine most everyone was as nice and kind as they appeared to be. I don’t want people to assume that Scarlet’s getting pissed off at me was an exposure of her “real character.” That was just her getting pissed off. I can get pissed off, too, but I never reached that point on the show and it wouldn’t mean that I’m a bad person because of it. People might make it sound like those monstrous changes in someone’s attitude was who we “really were,” but given the small amount of footage they took while we were living in the mansion 24/7, the common viewer saw only an inkling of what people were doing. If Scarlet was only pissed off for half an hour the entire 2+ weeks we were there and they focus a lot of attention on that single 30 minutes… you get the idea.

The only example of religion I saw was Richard telling Mindi he wanted to pray. There were no Bibles, no one made a big show of saying grace before a meal together… if anyone was extremely religious, that person kept it under wraps very well.
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The ups and downs of my cash flow

Today was an interesting way to celebrate the first game of the new indoor soccer season. We lost 3-1 (our players got tired and the other team got a couple crappy goals), but the score was one of the less significant events that occurred during the game. The most significant one… will cost some money. The most significant event on the way home… got me some money back. Continue reading “The ups and downs of my cash flow”

S2, Episode 1: READY… AIM…

I have to say that the first episode was somewhat disturbing. Richard was definitely annoying at times, but there was never a point when I seriously disliked anybody in the mansion. If the producers’ goal was to find someone for the audience to hate this season… I think they scored. (As a side note, I’m wondering who got my old bedroom…)

Geeks head out to the pool to face the Sexual Firing Squad.
Everyone gets acquainted and no one leaves the mansion.
“Screw Kevin Federline, it’s my baby!”
The King on his throne wants to know more about his subjects. (And his partner is his secretary.)
“I want a new partner! And it’s…”