Saturday, March 11, 2006


The World Series of Pop Culture audition. The process began with a written test to filter away the majority of teams.

Three middle-aged women (Megan: Let me guess, their team name is Desperate Housewives), one of whom had flown in for the audition, sat behind us wearing wacky t-shirts with pop culture references printed on them (in fact, one t-shirt contained one of the answers on the test, but since I signed a confidentiality waiver, I won't go into it). They seemed very sweet and proud of their team name (the Pop Tarts), but were crestfallen to find out that there had already been five teams with the same name (not counting Meador's team, the Pop Smarts).

My team, Bill Cosby Talks to Kids About Drugs, was one of the few teams during our round to get a high enough score on the test to move on (the Pop Tarts did not). We moved on to the waiting room, where we stood around making jokes and trying to seem "pop smart." (Me: I bet this carpet design is a what Bruce Banner sees before he turns into the Incredible Hulk)

During our brief on-camera interview we mentioned the Pop Tarts in a sympathetic but mildly snarky way.

Interviewer: (smiling) You guys are kind of mean.
Us: No. They seemed sweet. We just thought it was kind of funny.
Interviewer: Do you consider yourselves super-competitive?
Us: (stupidly) Competitive? Sure. Probably not supercompetitive. We don't want to destroy people.

Later, Megan pointed out that if they edited our interview a certain way we could come off as reality TV villains.

We were not invited to move on to the next step in the process.


Comments:
I'm not usually pleased with how I turn out in pictures, but I think my junk looks great in this one.

-J
 
megan, however, looks like she's fallen in love with her asylum.

what's going on, yellow wallpaper? you alright, charlotte perkins gilman?
 
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