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Boy, y'all have been yacky during the past 24 hours. It took me forever to catch up on posts. I've been in Dallas for my J! audition, and I couldn't get connected to the internet, despite the hotel's WiFi.

Maggie and Tony ran the auditions. Although I met Tony at a Houston test three or four years ago, I finally got to meet the famous Maggie.

To everyone's surprise, my group of 25 (I think) had more people actually from Norman (four, plus a woman from a tiny town nearby) than from Dallas itself. If we had known, we could have carpooled. Several people in the group seemed like they would have a particularly good chance of being selected, based on "interestingness" and general charm, even though Maggie stressed that the combined scores from both tests (on-line and today's) would be the most important factor. Among those folks, I would put a bridge champion that I am willing to bet is Phee's step-father, as well as the assistant principal from Hermillion's school, whom the contestant coordinators seemed to like a lot. (As did I.)

I think I did okay on the 50-question test, although I certainly didn't hit it out of the park. I left four lines blank, and I know I missed a couple of others. . . so far. I haven't yet recreated the whole test to be able to score myself with any accuracy. The worst moment was when I had a Brain Blackout on the name of an author whose name I should know as well as my own. I've read his books, literary criticism, biographical information, etc. The block remained in place throughout the test and, in fact, until the drive back as I approached the Texas border. I'm sure I was the only person in the room to miss that question, although I had a couple of lucky WAGs on others.

Earlier this week, I told Skoop that I just wanted to play the mock game. I not only got my wish, I got it twice! I was in the final full group of three to play, but there was one more person who hadn't yet had a chance, so I got to stay in place and keep playing. I had been worried about clicking fast enough, but I managed to get in first on several questions, so I felt good about that. And, I must say, that signaling button feels so good in my hand.

The interviews followed the game play. Although inevitably there were things I wished I had said, not said, or said better, I think it all went fairly well with a sort of conversational flow to it all. I think I was fairly animated, collected group laughter a time or two, evidently gave a couple of answers they hadn't heard before, and never mentioned most of the info on my "five stories" sheet, i.e. "the good stuff." Perhaps I accidently managed to tell them twice as much.

So, whatever happens from here, I got to play the mock game, have fun, and come home feeling pretty good about the whole experience. I'm in the pool, along with so many of you. Hurray!

P.S. When I got back to Norman, I went straight to pick up Annie and Lizbit. Because the boarding facility is affilliated with a vet clinic where many of the staff members have seen Annie with her worst injuries, virtually all of them wandered back to pet her and talk to her at one time or another. One of them told me she "was making the strangest noises. It almost sounded like she was singing." I came so close to answering, "She's working on an opera, so perhaps she was composing more music." I stopped myself in the nick of time, because that response would have required a long explanation.

How terrific SC!

We all know you are going to get on. It is a given!

she "was making the strangest noises. It almost sounded like she was singing." I came so close to answering, "She's working on an opera, so perhaps she was composing more music.

This just totally cracked me up!

Go Annie!

Sounds like it went great. Good luck! I hope to see you on the show very soon.

I feel sure Annie was singing. Composers always have music going through their head. I'm glad to know she's practicing.

silvercamaro wrote:Boy, y'all have been yacky during the past 24 hours. It took me forever to catch up on posts. I've been in Dallas for my J! audition, and I couldn't get connected to the internet, despite the hotel's WiFi.

Maggie and Tony ran the auditions. Although I met Tony at a Houston test three or four years ago, I finally got to meet the famous Maggie.

To everyone's surprise, my group of 25 (I think) had more people actually from Norman (four, plus a woman from a tiny town nearby) than from Dallas itself. If we had known, we could have carpooled. Several people in the group seemed like they would have a particularly good chance of being selected, based on "interestingness" and general charm, even though Maggie stressed that the combined scores from both tests (on-line and today's) would be the most important factor. Among those folks, I would put a bridge champion that I am willing to bet is Phee's step-father, as well as the assistant principal from Hermillion's school, whom the contestant coordinators seemed to like a lot. (As did I.)

I think I did okay on the 50-question test, although I certainly didn't hit it out of the park. I left four lines blank, and I know I missed a couple of others. . . so far. I haven't yet recreated the whole test to be able to score myself with any accuracy. The worst moment was when I had a Brain Blackout on the name of an author whose name I should know as well as my own. I've read his books, literary criticism, biographical information, etc. The block remained in place throughout the test and, in fact, until the drive back as I approached the Texas border. I'm sure I was the only person in the room to miss that question, although I had a couple of lucky WAGs on others.

Earlier this week, I told Skoop that I just wanted to play the mock game. I not only got my wish, I got it twice! I was in the final full group of three to play, but there was one more person who hadn't yet had a chance, so I got to stay in place and keep playing. I had been worried about clicking fast enough, but I managed to get in first on several questions, so I felt good about that. And, I must say, that signaling button feels so good in my hand.

The interviews followed the game play. Although inevitably there were things I wished I had said, not said, or said better, I think it all went fairly well with a sort of conversational flow to it all. I think I was fairly animated, collected group laughter a time or two, evidently gave a couple of answers they hadn't heard before, and never mentioned most of the info on my "five stories" sheet, i.e. "the good stuff." Perhaps I accidently managed to tell them twice as much.

So, whatever happens from here, I got to play the mock game, have fun, and come home feeling pretty good about the whole experience. I'm in the pool, along with so many of you. Hurray!

P.S. When I got back to Norman, I went straight to pick up Annie and Lizbit. Because the boarding facility is affilliated with a vet clinic where many of the staff members have seen Annie with her worst injuries, virtually all of them wandered back to pet her and talk to her at one time or another. One of them told me she "was making the strangest noises. It almost sounded like she was singing." I came so close to answering, "She's working on an opera, so perhaps she was composing more music." I stopped myself in the nick of time, because that response would have required a long explanation.

Did Maggie tell you to say hello to me?

Oh, and good luck to you. Don't forget to leave tickets at the door for your taping.

w00t!

silvercamaro wrote:P.S. When I got back to Norman, I went straight to pick up Annie and Lizbit. Because the boarding facility is affilliated with a vet clinic where many of the staff members have seen Annie with her worst injuries, virtually all of them wandered back to pet her and talk to her at one time or another. One of them told me she "was making the strangest noises. It almost sounded like she was singing." I came so close to answering, "She's working on an opera, so perhaps she was composing more music." I stopped myself in the nick of time, because that response would have required a long explanation.

Well, it's true, isn't it?

Or don't folks in Norman appreciate opera?

Or don't folks in Norman appreciate opera?

Prairie dogs do.

Excellent report. Now, the next one WILL be of the CALL.

It sounds promising! Good job!

ulysses5019 wrote:
Did Maggie tell you to say hello to me?

Nope, but you were among the names (a long-enough list that it was continued on the back of the page) that I wrote down for "previous contestants you know" or however it was worded.

She may not have looked at my application all that much by the time the session ended. Tony had all the applications and info sheets first. Maggie wasn't given the sheets until the mock game and interviews -- and, as I said, she didn't have to dig through my info to find things to ask me.

At this very moment, I sure, she's kicking herself because she didn't get the chance to tell me to say hello to you.

Dan, hello. I know Maggie wanted me to say that.

silvercamaro wrote:

ulysses5019 wrote:
Did Maggie tell you to say hello to me?

Nope, but you were among the names (a long-enough list that it was continued on the back of the page) that I wrote down for "previous contestants you know" or however it was worded.

She may not have looked at my application all that much by the time the session ended. Tony had all the applications and info sheets first. Maggie wasn't given the sheets until the mock game and interviews -- and, as I said, she didn't have to dig through my info to find things to ask me.

At this very moment, I sure, she's kicking herself because she didn't get the chance to tell me to say hello to you.

Dan, hello. I know Maggie wanted me to say that.

It's ok. I'm sure I'll see her at your taping.[/i]

YAY! CONGRATULATIONS!

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Yes, MissYetiGirl and I were very blabby.

I'm surprised that BoredSweeper dint come around.

silvercamaro wrote:Among those folks, I would put a bridge champion that I am willing to bet is Phee's step-father, as well as the assistant principal from Hermillion's school, whom the contestant coordinators seemed to like a lot. (As did I.)

Bridge people are very smart and likeable.

Just ask 'em.

silvercamaro wrote: P.S. When I got back to Norman, I went straight to pick up Annie and Lizbit. Because the boarding facility is affilliated with a vet clinic where many of the staff members have seen Annie with her worst injuries, virtually all of them wandered back to pet her and talk to her at one time or another. One of them told me she "was making the strangest noises. It almost sounded like she was singing." I came so close to answering, "She's working on an opera, so perhaps she was composing more music." I stopped myself in the nick of time, because that response would have required a long explanation.

Annie is awesome! Keep on singing!

Your report is great -- and I'll add stuff tomorrow after talking with my VP. He was quite nervous about the whole thing, and I kept trying to reassure him that he'd do well.

Annie was, indeed, singing! Anyone who knows her would understand.

What a fun sounding trip and experience. I felt like I was there when I read your account of all of it.

Now, on to the next step!! YAY!

Awesome. Fantabulous. Terrific!

I also had to cover my mouth about the Annie part, because I am still at work.

I'm so glad you had fun, and I hope it turns into more fun down the road.

silvercamaro wrote:P.S. When I got back to Norman, I went straight to pick up Annie and Lizbit. Because the boarding facility is affilliated with a vet clinic where many of the staff members have seen Annie with her worst injuries, virtually all of them wandered back to pet her and talk to her at one time or another. One of them told me she "was making the strangest noises. It almost sounded like she was singing." I came so close to answering, "She's working on an opera, so perhaps she was composing more music." I stopped myself in the nick of time, because that response would have required a long explanation.

There's nothing wrong with a little stay in the nuthouse. It did me a lot of good!

I'll keep a lookout for that card. It will look good on my duct tape rug....

Evil Squirrel wrote:
There's nothing wrong with a little stay in the nuthouse. It did me a lot of good!

I'll keep a lookout for that card. It will look good on my duct tape rug....

Mr. Evil, forget all that stuff. I just want to know why you get counted as a Merry Man, while I get counted as a four-footer. You definitely are a fur-footer, and that's almost exactly the same thing.

What card?

Now that I have my laptop back -- not that it upsets me in the least to find out my mom took it and never even used it, grrrr -- I should write up my own trip report, as I had a lovely spa vacation with my own room.

AnnieCamaro wrote:

Evil Squirrel wrote:
There's nothing wrong with a little stay in the nuthouse. It did me a lot of good!

I'll keep a lookout for that card. It will look good on my duct tape rug....

Mr. Evil, forget all that stuff. I just want to know why you get counted as a Merry Man, while I get counted as a four-footer. You definitely are a fur-footer, and that's almost exactly the same thing.

The dragons that run this site made that designation for me. I'm trying to get my representative from NSAS to fight it, but they won't budge. I was hoping for a title like "Magnificent creature" or "Cute Critter", but I guess that's what I get for chewing up someone's notebooks....

Evil Squirrel wrote:

AnnieCamaro wrote:

Evil Squirrel wrote:
There's nothing wrong with a little stay in the nuthouse. It did me a lot of good!

I'll keep a lookout for that card. It will look good on my duct tape rug....

Mr. Evil, forget all that stuff. I just want to know why you get counted as a Merry Man, while I get counted as a four-footer. You definitely are a fur-footer, and that's almost exactly the same thing.

The dragons that run this site made that designation for me. I'm trying to get my representative from NSAS to fight it, but they won't budge. I was hoping for a title like "Magnificent creature" or "Cute Critter", but I guess that's what I get for chewing up someone's notebooks....

Dear Mr. E. Squirrel,

Please be assured that the Dragon Slayers at NSAS are hard at work on this problem. We are in fact insisting that you be designated as "God's Gift to Trees" as that would be the most accurate descriptor.

Sincerely,

Your Friends at NSAS.

I'm glad you had a good time. I hope you get called for the show, and if you do get called, I hope you don't have a non-reschedulable conflict for the date they offer you.

J! people have always been good at making their auditons fun. Doing the show is fun, too, as I'm sure you will find out.

Brava! I can't wait to see you on the show.

I am feeling really good about this.

really good.