The height of success

After weeks of reading a multitude of posts on the WB’s Beauty and the Geek website, I feel the need to make an official statement. To the seven people (and their supporters) who have determined that Scarlet is too short to win:

You’re a bunch of idiots.

I know I’m not supposed to talk about what’s going on behind the camera, but I think it’s safe to assume that the producers didn’t set up a slam-dunk competition for any of the upcoming challenges.

If you want a challenge of your own, get a ruler and a cast photo. First, measure the height of the first step. Second, measure the difference between the tops of Mindi’s and Scarlet’s heads. Pretty cool how the distance is almost exactly the same, huh? And if you calculate the number of stairs between Scarlet and Lauren, you’ll find that the distance is almost exactly the same again.

At 6’4”, I’m tall enough that all three of them fit under my chin with their high heels on. Thus, if Scarlet’s critics are right, Lauren or Mindi would have spelled her doom by becoming my partner because “she’s too short to win.” Bummer…

Episode 3: “I do my little turn on the catwalk…”

Horror of horrors! Those were Chuck’s hands rubbing Scarlet’s back!
Girls: We have liftoff! (2-liter bottles + baking soda + vinegar = kablooey!)
Guys: C’mon, guys, let’s go shopping! (“They said my name and my jaw hit the floor.”)
I’d say I was speechless, but you could see my lips saying “Wow” a lot.
“You’re trying to form an alliance, aren’t you?”
Caitilin won one challenge, I won the other.
Richard and Mindi & Brad and Krystal go to the elimination room.
Brad and Krystal go home. (Richard vows revenge.)

What were you thinking?!

Here’s another post you can use to learn some of what’s been going on in the mansion. Or at least in my head while in the mansion. I figure I can put this on the blog and let people ask questions about what I’ve been thinking in the last two episodes, my thoughts after tomorrow (Episode 3), etc. Again, I’m not sure whether I’ll be able to answer them right away—the WB knows about this site and has the power to destroy my life and make me a miserable shell of a man who once had the power to screw up the backs of multiple hot women over the span of ten minutes.

For example, you can post something like “Why did you punch Richard in the head after he peeked into the bathroom while you were taking a dump?” I would in turn post “You’ll never, never, ever be invited to my house, freak boy…” Perhaps your questions will be a bit more mundane, in which case I’ll response more mundanely myself… or not. But hopefully you’ll get an answer with actual information that way.

Oh yeah, and if the WB tells me not to post any “motivation” entries, you’ll be reading one about censorship instead. (No offense to the powers that be.)

Episode 2: Greasy fingers

The cast discovers that Eric and Cheryl have left the premises without saying their final goodbyes.
Richard begins to channel the essence of Woody Allen.
“I want to form an alliance. Nothing I say or do should be taken seriously.”
Girls: They never played with Matchbox cars as kids. (“Scarlet had a helluva time with the lug nuts.” And she was in front until she got to the tire…)
Guys: Giving the ladies a lube job. (Note to self: applying too much pressure + shaky hands = pissed-off woman.)
Chuck and Caitilin win both challenges.
Joe and Erika & Brad and Krystal head to the Elimination Room.
Joe and Erika go home.

Coming out of the closet… um, basement.

Boy, you read these chat sites long enough and you find all sorts of stuff you didn’t know about yourself. And then you find stuff that you do know about yourself. Here’s a quote from the WB’s official page for Beauty and the Geek as to why Scarlet and I won’t win:

Heather, Atlanta
06/04/2005 16:24
While Shawn is a nice guy, he just doesn’t have the drive that the winner will need. This is a guy who has a LAW DEGREE but hasn’t passed the bar and lives in his parents’ basement at 28. Granted, he has more room for improvement than some of the other guys. My favorite part of this pairing is that he doesn’t drink but got paired with the beer spokesmodel.

I figure since I’m trying to dispel rumors, I might as well own up to the truth as well. At least to the current history part. Yep to nice guy, not drinking, LAW DEGREE, not passing the bar, room for improvement and parents’ basement. (Can’t say about the basement part for him, but family and friends like to comfort me by noting that JFK didn’t pass the bar the first time, either…)

As for the drive to win, I can’t say. Well, I could, but is proving whether I have the drive to win worth a $5,000,000 lawsuit? I know I’m not allowed to practice law yet, but I can still do math and I’m pretty sure the answer is “No.” We’ll just have to wait and see who gets to rub the other’s nose in the end result. I can smell the musty basement already…