Ya know, I don't really get sick that often (*knocking on wood*), but when I do, damn, I really do.
I don't just get a sore throat, I get tonsilitis and strep throat. I don't just get a pain in my side, I get kidney stones (5 of'em so far). I don't just fall down go boom, I fall and break my tailbone.
And I don't just stub my toe, I break my little toe. Like I did last Sunday. And it still fuckin' hurts. And there is not a damn thing you can do for a broken little toe, except for taping it. So I did that, and it's better, but, geez, for once I would like to just stub it, and go "damn, that' s gonna hurt" and be done with it.
So, it's been two years now since I have had a Coke - excluding the attempt last year. This year I wasn't so foolish - hell, I didn't even wanna try. I don't even crave the syrupy nectar that used to flow through the veins.
As for the weight thing, it's still down. In fact, it is down about 5lbs than last year - which isn't too horrible considering the bounce I took the tail end of last year. It's not really that hard anymore, not so much a "pat on the back" kind of thing, it's just a way of life now, which is what I was supposed to be doing anyway.
Eh, not exactly.
Last weekend, in true Geeky Paula style, I dragged one of my freaky friends down to Dallas so I could try out for the daytime syndicated version of The Weakest Link. It was pretty fun.
There were 85 of us there, and we had to fill out this 4 page questionaire/contract thing with all kinds of history about jobs/hobbies/nicknames, etc. that would peak the interest of the producers. After completing that, and introducing yourself, we had to take a 20 question general knowledge quiz. We were then given a 30 min break while they graded the exam and decided whom to call back for the second round.
After discussing the questions with Kelli, I figured out that I probably only missed the first question, so that was cool. I hoped that with my score, and that I had enough interesting info on my questionaire, that I would make it to the second round. Which I did.
There were 45 people that made the cut, of which, only 5 were women, which I thought was pretty odd, since the initial number had been pretty evenly split. Anyway, they took our pictures in sets of twos. I had my picture taken with a guy who had introduced himself as having just joined the Mile-High club on the way back from Australia last month, and we decided to take our picture like it was our prom picture, and we both stood sideways and cocked our heads in that oh so familiar prom night fashion. All the better to stand out and just have fun. Yeah, I know - geekiness abounds.
So then they called us up in groups of 6 to play a couple of mock rounds and get video-taped/interviewed a bit about our answers on the questionaire. They wanted to find out a bit more about us, like what kind of humor and presence we had, and how we took to playing the game or if we would just stand there and freeze up.
My two questions were "How I went from loading bombs on the F-16 to being a T-ball mom?" (and I deadpanned that "I was a bombloader, met a guy from my unit on a blind date, we got married, had a kid who grew up and now plays T-ball, hence, now I am a T-ball mom", which she laughed to), and then asked "How I got the name 'Panky'"? (and I recounted the story of patting the tushes of 5 WILLING guys in NOLA on the first trip - which also got laughs.)
Then came the mock rounds which were only mostly difficult because the chick asked the questions very very fast. I didn't hear most of my first question, which was "something, something, who something penicillin?", and I answered "Cryer" because I didn't know it (Fleming) and you have to reply something, you can't say pass. I also didn't hear much of the second question, but it was "something Russian jeweler something something eggs?" and I got it right when I answered Faberge. We then had to vote someone off and give a witty individual reason why we were voting him off - (I said something like I couldn't believe someone did not know who had won an Oscar® for an 8-minute cameo in a film from 4 years ago, because I was at the end of the line and all the easy reasons had already been used).
After that they thanked us and we were done, with the assurances that the video was going to be viewed by the producers (which was further than I got when I tried I tried to try-out for the Wheel of Fortune last year), and that if we hadn't heard anything within 6 months, we should try again. It will be cool if they call, because TWL is one of the game shows that pays to fly you out and put you up, while you are taping - all you have to pay for is food. So even if I blow it on the show, at least I get a free trip to LA.
It's funny - the syndicated version doesn't even air in Oklahoma City, but it does air in Tulsa. Hear that, Bill? We're all coming to your house, so you better go get the chips and dip.