Let me tell you a secret...

I tried out for "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" the other day. I did. I went to take the test on a whim (and my grandmother's urging, not to let her down) and found myself in line behind a gentleman who regaled me with tales from each of the multiple past times he had tried out. I then sat next to a sweet older woman who divulged the fact that she had flown in from Maine that morning and was flying back that night. Just for the test. First gentleman then told me the procedure and how only four people had passed the night before. Because he had been there the night before.

Our whole table became buds and wished each other luck, picked up our scantrons and were off. I went in thinking, "I'm really not a trivia buff, and whether that guy was trying to psych me out or not, it worked. Though I do have confidence in my intelligence, I will not pass this." And then I did!!!

I couldn't celebrate with my new found besties, who I could tell pre-test underestimated my ability, for they were no longer my bosom buddies. I was so oddly proud of myself that this didn't much matter. I inwardly squealed and headed over to the second round interviews.

What will happen beyond that day, we'll see... But now I can say it: I passed the "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" test!!! They made it seem impossible and intimidating, but heyo... Even if I don't get picked, I will still be oddly proud of this and can giggle to myself over the entire experience.

**Alex was more impressed and amused by this and is making me post it:

I was once on Cash Cab. It's true. People seem to find that show cooler than "Millionaire" for some reason. I don't know why. ? I was once at a party and met a guy who had been on "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" that day, I consequently, and I think understandably, freaked out, as did surrounding others, but upon my "I was once on Cash Cab," the freaking out was much more intense and resounding. I felt disillusioned.

But yeah, my two guy friends wanted to go for the double or nothing question. I did NOT. (You can see me hesitating, no, begging them not to. On television). Shocking: we ended up not with the double, but with t shirts. (Still love you Ian and Philip).

I hope that this wouldn't disqualify me from appearing on "Who Wants to be a Millionaire." So does my grandma. It was years ago, so I really hope not. Again, we'll see... :)

*** I love Regis Philban. So much. I know that he's no longer the host. I just needed to say it.