This collection of entries is from February 17, 2003.
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Well, after enduring an hour of the women commenting on Evan and the other women, the last hour actually went well. So how did it all go down? After a lot of himming and hawing, saying things about "it's been a roller-coaster ride," he finally tells Zora Andrich "I've chosen you." Then he tells her about the "secret": "There's been something else I'd like to say to you that's been really weighing on my nerves ... I don't have $50 million. I don't have $50,000. I'm sorry I lied to you, but I wanted to find someone who loved me for who I am, not for what I may or may not have." You can see Zora roll her eyes and looked shocked, though she's trying to hide it. She has to tell him her answer later that evening. He then bumbles through telling Sarah Kozer that he didn't pick her, which means she's got to pack and leave - with the help of Melissa Mowery who comes back so that could have a smoke on a balcony and trash talk the whole situation. After Sarah leaves, we see Zora hanging out the window watching her departure. Then we see Zora packing. She's not saying anything, she's just going through her things and packing. Well, the time comes for Evan to get dressed and wait in the ballroom. Lots of pacing back and forth, lots of tense music. After a long period of time, Zora does show up, dressed in a royal blue ball gown. She's pretty damn nervous. "The good news is, I really was turned off by the fact that you inherited all that money," she said. "I would like to continue the journey and see what happens." So Joe gets the girl. Evan presents her with a diamond ring, which he places on her right hand. They're genuinely excited. Wait a minute - Paul is coming back in the room holding a silver tray with a silver dome over it. He has a short, quiet, and for Paul, emotional speech that ends with "With love in your hearts, all things are possible." He uncovers the dome to reveal a check to Evan and Zora for (best Mike Meyers' Dr. Evil voice here) One Million Dollars. They're stunned. Stunned. The start to dance (is there really any music playing?). Zora asks Evan if she can kiss him! (OK, that's a little turn of events, since she didn't want to kiss him before.) So this was the big twist and a real Fairy Tale ending. Eh. Why do I feel satisfied? Why am I left feeling good about the show?
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This is really cool. There are certain words that are pronounced differently across the country. For example, how do you pronounce aunt? been? coupon? handkerchief? mayonnaise? pajamas? quarter? (anybody that knows me knows that I butcher that one) Take a look at this: Dialect Survey Maps and Results. Pronunciations and graphical maps of the distribution. Cool.
23-year-old Baltimore Orioles pitcher Steve Bechler died this morning less than 24 hours after complaining of dizziness during a workout and collapsing.
Time Magazine last week (I'm just getting around to reading it) had a great article in it: Why Reality TV Is Good For Us
A very interesting thing from over the weekend: Google buys Pyra Labs, the creators of Blogger. It must be interesting to be Evan. What will this mean not only for Blogger, but the rest of us bloggers out in the blogosphere not using Blogger?
Carol & I actually heard this unfolding this morning over our scanner, both over Chicago Police and Chicago Fire frequencies as everyone tried to coordinate the efforts to try and save as many people as possible. Sheer panic and sheer confusion. We knew there was trouble when they were taking some of the ambulances and having them go to the rear of the club so they could remove the bodies. Latest: 21 people killed in the stampede at the E2 Club on South Michigan Avenue in Chicago.
The server that this website sits on had a drive controller failure 35 hours ago, so now I'm trying to play catch-up. I had carved-out a nice period of time to work on my MovableType upgrade (glad I waited because of the bugs) and to start work on a little redesign of the site. I sit down to start to work and - no site. Crap. Well, that was fun. At least I wrote everything down that I wanted to blog about while I've been waiting.