What a miracle

A miracle happened a couple blogs ago...I got 2 comments on the same blog, not from the same person!!! This was quite the momentous occasion for my growing blog. I was a little discouraged however to read that one person posted anonymously, which is a downer, but especially when you consider that they asked me a specific question and didn't leave their name is it puzzling. I have a few guesses as to who would ask me such a question, but I will annouce my intentions on the 4th of July to everyone right now for clarification. My current plans include...nothing. I have a few potential options however, but my finances always play a vital role in whether or not any of these things could even ever take place.

1) If I suddenly become wealthy I think it would be fun to head out to Ferg's place once again and spend my second straight Independence Day in VA Beach.
2) If either of my parents ask me to come home for the holiday I would gladly oblige them unless I already have plans in place.
3) I think Adam Cole asked me what I was going to do then before (he is a candidate for who asked the question in the comment by the way), so he is in consideration.
4) Stay home, do nothing...not as bad a choice as some would think.
5) Cara's birthday is July 3rd, so it wouldn't be hard to imagine her having something planned.

Anyway, enough of that. I was just thinking about how full a day tomorrow (Tuesday, the 21st of June) could end up being for me. Firstly, my co-worker Meredith is having her 21st b-day, so my presence has been requested at Dominics as a result. Besides that, the Pistons have to play a pivotal game 6 after the huge defensive breakdown against Robert Horry in last night's game. Last, but certainly not least, and potentially most important, the next season of Real World premieres tomorrow night as well. If the launch special is at all accurate I think that this may supplant the San Diego season as my favorite season ever. For the most part the people are attractive, controversial, and appear to be drawn to the police and hospital, so this could be a season to end all seasons. This season is in Austin, a college town, making me wonder when Real World Ann Arbor will be shot...yeah, I know, never. Speaking of which, I think I only have one chance left to apply for the show, as the age limit is 24.

Ya know, let me elaborate on that for a moment too. I think that when it all comes down to it I would be an awesome addition to the show, and should certainly get chosen for the show if all the facts were laid down on the table for the casting director. Let me give a few reasons I believe this so strongly.

1) Although this may be a detriment in their eyes, I have already endured environments that make some of the Real World casts' interactions look like a church youth group. Firstly, I have already lived with a gay guy, and hated the experience, which was no extension of homophobia, but more the fact that he stole out stuff and sexually harassed me to the point of me wanting to kick his ass a few times. In fact, we got so fed up with him, we all but kicked him out of the house, and I stole a pair of his shoes that fit me and wore them the whole summer, so I know what it's like to be in a gay man's shoes (awful pun alert). The last straw was when he used up an entire bottle of shaving cream I had just bought in one night. You may be asking, how is this possible? Well, it's possible when you invite every gay man in Ann Arbor over to have a body hair shaving party. Yes, I am telling the truth. Anyway, where was I.

Secondly, the whole hooking up with your roommates thing, been there, done that, hell, lived there, witnessed others doing it too. Of course, you have me and my former roommate Tracy, who lived one room apart from each other and tried to make that work. Beyond that episode you have my situation from last year, in which (I won't name names) Girl A moved in while dating Guy A, broke things off with him, only to have Girl B who was dating a nonroommate, Guy B who was studying abroad, put the moves on Guy A, until Guy A and Girl B were fucking regularly. Sorry, that was confusing, read it over it you must. I won't even elaborate anymore on this topic, as there are always more threads to every web of deceit I reveal.

Thirdly, and maybe least importantly, I have lived with or near (the dorms) people of just about every race and ethnicity. I even lived with a cool foreigner (that's you Gabe!) who taught me how to dance like they do in a Euro club. The fact that I am mostly tolerant again may work against me, but I think I could fool the casting directors if I had to by playing off my country upbringing.

2) I am somewhat arrogant and have an attitude at times that I am undoubtedly right. Personally, I feel that I keep this to a minimum, and save it for when I really do know I'm right, but other peoples' opinions are usually different than what you expect. While I'm claiming to be arrogant, I might as well slip in that I have been told by a few girls that I am handsome. That has never hurt anyone from getting cast on a reality show, unless you're counting The Swan.

3) People say I am weird, or "quite the character." I would readily carry this over into reality television. My somewhat laid back and odd views on life in general have upset many a friend of mine as they feel that I am the biggest waste of potential that they know. This could be an interesting storyline to follow, will Scott ever get off his ass and make something of himself? Also, although I am well known for how much I watch TV, which is absent from the Real World home, I am also one of the only people I know that never really ever feels bored. I would gladly have a controversial argument with someone for hours, even if I agreed with them, just to keep things interesting.

4) And finally, when I want to, I can drink with the best of them, or at the very least, make a fool of myself with the best of them. I have more absolutely retarded drunken stories than many people I know put together. Sometimes the shear volume of anecdotes I can rail off has led even some close friends to question the realism of my content, or the possibility that such events never took place at all. I would take it upon myself to represent U of M as a fine party school if I was selected for the show. It's the least I could do for my alma matre.

So, it's getting a little late and I have to take a shower anyway. If you just read through all of that, I apologize. If you enjoyed it, then good for you, you enjoy being bored. Off to watch Napoleon Dynamite at the Top of the Park celebration in AA. Cya all later.