Long-time BCC readers will recall my plug for NBC’s weight-loss reality show, The Biggest Loser. Ryan Benson, who is one of the three finalists, is a friend of mine and a former member of my ward. I know you’ve all been faithfully watching the show weekly as a show of solidarity with your co-religionist, and even if you weren’t otherwise inclined, I’m sure my earlier demand that you do so anyway was met with your unquestioning obedience.
But just in case I’m mistaken, let me invite you to watch tomorrow’s show specifically, as it is the final episode, where “the” Biggest Loser will be chosen. So far, it looks like Ryan is likely to win, and if he does, he gets the $250,000. Even more importantly, he’ll probably get to tour the talk show circuit, and given that he’s an aspiring actor, I imagine this could really jumpstart his career.
But folks, there’s an even more important reason to tune in tomorrow….. You might even get to see ME!
That’s right dear readers… There will be clips during the program of a party thrown at Ryan’s house, right before he takes off in the limousine for the live finale/weigh-in tomorrow. (The party was actually filmed in late December, but I won’t tell if you won’t). There were at least 3 occasions when I was filmed, so you might look for me:
(1) At the moment a dashingly handsome fellow shakes Ryan’s hand and says hello on the back porch (yes, that’s me);
(2) During a conversation in the backyard where someone says to Ryan that if he were gay, he would certainly find Ryan sexy (I’m standing next to that guy);
(3) At the snack table, where a lone figure is stuffing his face and mumbling to himself (that’s me too).
Of course, you should know there’s at least a 99% chance that all this footage will be discarded by the editors, and my 15 seconds of fame will evaporate before it even begins. But surely it’s worth wasting a couple hours of your life tomorrow night for the slim chance you might see a fellow Bloggernacler on the small screen!
If I do ultimately appear on the tube, please know that I will consider signing autographs, but only if you squeal like schoolgirls when you solicit them. Also, I will naturally expect an invitation from T&S to answer 12 Questions about my fascinating life and career.