October 4
...serving up your daily dish.
We may have a new friend to borrow money from, if Emily Jensen makes it through her paces during taping today of Who Wants to Be A Millionaire. Jensen's Baristaville connection? She is the fiance of none other than My Man Mister C (a.k.a. Matt Caruso), who writes about his beloved on his blog, The Daily Doormat. You'll remember Caruso as the brains behind the branding campaign known as Me First Montclair. The couple went into tryouts hoping to get on the show's Pay to Play for your wedding edition. Jensen got the call that the couples version was filled, but they wanted her for a taping of the show today.
October 4, 2005 in Television | Permalink
She can be your lifeline, seeing you are a Sox fan!
Posted by: MyManMisterC | Oct 4, 2005 11:22:57 AM
The Million Dollar question will be:
To finance what Broadway show did Harry Frazee, owner of the Boston Red Sox, sell the contract of one George Herman Ruth (AKA The Bambino) to the New York Yankees?
(If Emily calls me on the lifeline, I would know the answer...)
Posted by: Conan the Grammarian | Oct 4, 2005 12:19:41 PM
Every chowdahead knows that one. No No Nanette.
How about, what's the name of the Pond that Babe Ruth allegedly threw his piano into on a dare at a dinner party?
Posted by: MyManMisterC | Oct 4, 2005 12:25:49 PM
well done, a team effort. They went diving in that pond recently. They didn't find the piano, but amazingly, they found the Loch Ness Monster
Posted by: MyManMisterC | Oct 4, 2005 1:02:58 PM
Uh, better make that Sudbury, Massachusetts. Don't matter; can't afford to live in either of them.
Posted by: Conan the Geographarian | Oct 4, 2005 1:04:27 PM
The Million Dollar Question will be:
"Who did Harry Frazee III trade the Loch Ness Monster for in 1936?"
The answer is: "Heinie Manush!"
Posted by: Conan the Grammarian | Oct 4, 2005 1:08:26 PM
The real million dollar answer was when Emily said 'Yes'. You rock 'MyMan'
Posted by: frosty | Oct 4, 2005 1:31:55 PM
Yeah for Emily! She is totally going to do SO well Matt!
The Red Sox, on the other hand, are breaking my heart
Posted by: joy | Oct 4, 2005 5:26:46 PM
It is the primary goal of the Red Sox to break our hearts. Last year notwithstanding, they have done a wonderful job of it. As I type, the game is on behind me and the Dropkick Murphys are not singing "Love That Muddy Water" right now.
But we still believe. We have to. If we don't, we get sixteen more weeks of winter.
Posted by: conan the lexograrian | Oct 4, 2005 5:44:27 PM
12-2. My heart breaks a little more. Oh Johnny Damon, you did me wrong
Posted by: joy | Oct 4, 2005 6:35:11 PM
Dear Red Sox,
Maybe you misunderstood. The point of the game is to:
1. hit the ball
2. Throw the ball SO WELL that the other team can't hit it
3. In the rare case that the other team does hit the ball, catch the ball
4. Not suck at life
Did you happen to forget that on the flight to Chicago?
Posted by: joy | Oct 4, 2005 7:42:02 PM
she's purty. I hope she wins lots of money. Go on SoontobeMrsC!!!!
Posted by: daniella | Oct 4, 2005 8:46:39 PM
MyMan...I think the White Sox just scored again...stop the madness
Posted by: Frosty | Oct 5, 2005 12:06:13 PM
Unfortunately, I was left off the last roster sport for Kevin Millar.
Posted by: MyManMisterC | Oct 5, 2005 12:22:20 PM
