The Amazing Flop
Well, the Amazing Race wanted me. Now I'm not so sure. After standing for nearly 8 straight hours in the freezing wind and shade, my friend Tim and I got our shot at the limelight today... two minutes in front of the camera in an empty warehouse... and I'm afraid we just didn't make the grade. Maybe it was because I was shivering while I was talking. Who knows? I just can't imagine that they'll choose us when the girls in front of us came with tight pink and green shorts and some strategically placed "Pick Me" embroidery, if you catch my drift.Was there an angle for us? I was probably the only former Dodger in the crowd, and we were the only team dressed in suits. The producer and casting director both asked what our gig was, but there just didn't seem to be much Wow in our taping. I did explain that my wife died in August, and how we'd talked about the Amazing Race being the show we would do together. That solicited a couple of follow-up questions and a double-check of our team number, but I just don't feel good about it. We'll see.
As with anything else, the result will be up to God. For now, though, I need a warm bed and the peace that comes with a new morning. Ah, how a morning can clear your mind of the foolishness of the day before...... At least I can laugh at myself. JG
posted by Jon Graves at 6:06 PM
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