Blogdate: July 27, 2008; 10:03 PM
In eleven hours, I will be taken to a torture chamber where they’ll sedate me and rip out my budding wisdom tooth with horrific implements of death. But, before I undergo that ordeal, I underwent another…
The fourth Next Food Network Star was finally chosen. This time, three finalists managed to force the judges to do something different – there was no vote, I think. Instead, there was one final challenge – a pilot audition done with one of the best producers of the business.
Each pilot was presented perfectly. Lisa, as I had said, was awesome. Of course, I could be biased as I am a fellow Texan, though my birthplace is in the southern tip and not the Panhandle.
Adam Gertler got the geeky part of me. A show where you could converse with the chef via webcam, like they do those virtual audiences on G4 while he cooks? Brilliant!
However, I think somehow my pity reached out and dazzled the people who saw Aaron, the bald black guy. While there is already a bald guy(Iron Chef Symon) and a black family(the Nealys), somehow Aaron’s Motown Big Daddy personality clearly screamed “I have a dream!”
He wasn’t Aaron McCarrough Jr., he was Martin Luther King Jr.
And thus, he won his own show.
This is my final blog in this category, though I never got any feedback from anyone. I guess this is just a journal of my experiences. I seriously hope that Jason McCarrough, whereever he is or whatever he’s doing, can see the premiere episode of “Big Daddy’s Kitchen” and realize what an idiotic jerk-hole he was by running away.
But then, if he hadn’t… Aaron might not have gone through with this. It’s sort of like how Amy felt like she was a failure, but in the end, she won. Though her show was a one-trick pony, she got the courage to become a foodie and travel to France at long last.
I hope that Aaron might be the next Guy Fieri, but whatever happens, all is well with him now.
Which makes me wonder… should I send in a tape next time? Sadly, I can’t afford to go to New York. I’m sure I’m in the red this month, and my folks won’t pay for me to go to New York just to come home a failure. They see me as a failure now because I wasted my talent.
Well, no longer. I may have failed at being a great cook, but I will try hard to make an excellent computer game which will bring back the happy days of computer gaming.
Dreams will come true, as Aaron has shown me. Yes, I must start working on my dreams…
…right after I finish this Apocalypse Challenge, I swear. ^_^