Installment the First

Thanks and thanks again to everyone who suggested/asked/gave ideas. If you haven't gotten a chance to provide your own ideas, don't fret. You still can. I'll happily take them in as I don't relish the thought of blogger block again. Since the two first questions asked were of vital importance, I think it's a good thing I've decided to respond the comments in the order the appeared in my box.

Before we get to those---did anyone else love Ty Murray as much as I did? I mean, I'm okay with him being voted off last night cuz he never could figure out how to shake those hips, but I think he was just the perfect example of being both masculin and gentlemanly.

Melissa asked: If you were stranded - not an island in the middle of the ocean or anything, let's say you're stranded in the walmart parking lot in New Hampshire perhaps - and the only way to survive was to do some sort of ritualistic dance (that probably involved a lot of hopping and arm flapping) for some unknown reason -other than it would save you, which is the biggy here- would you do it? Keeping in mind that the walmart parking lot of New Hampshire town is probably just as crowded as any other walmart parking lot and therefore your dancing will probably be seen by lots of people (and security cameras.)

Well Melissa, if it were a New Hampshire parking lot, then yes. Heck yes. (I would probly look somewhat like the picture on the left.) You never know; the Gutzman's might find me and graciously take me to Dr. Marvin's vacation home where he would let me borrow his tooth brush and wear his pajamas. However, if it were some parking lot in a small southern town, then I'd probly surreptitiously move into the Wal-Mart where I would attract the attention of the local mysterious, yet strangely attractive, librarian and he would eventually agree to act as father to my illegitimate child.

And then we had Kristina who asked: If your ex-best friend tried to kill you, is it OK to punch him in the face until you break his nose, if your name is something like Mack Dauer?
Oh, it is most definitely okay. Now, if your name is Algernon, Hortencia or something like Frail...then I would advise against physical altercations in general and punching specifically.

BONUS: We have a celebrity question! It comes from John I-don't-know-your-last-name-and-really-don't-care-to AKA I've-never-seen-your-show-but-I'm-pretty-sure-you're-a-tool. Question: How can I ensure my kids will undergo life-long therapy sessions leaving them in massive debt?
Answer: Well John, it's simple. First, prostitute them to the media leaving them to constantly wonder if their worth is based on who they are as a person, or how much money they make per appearance. Second, become involved in an affair when you know PERFECTLY well that cameras are always on you, you will get caught, and everyone will know about it. Best of luck to you.

Stay tuned for upcoming installments!