I Will Surviv(or)

Yep, he’s blogging about “Survivor” again.

1) For those of you who watched it, wasn’t it weird how we watched the jurors cast their final votes, and then five minutes passed for us, but like five months had passed for them? And they’re all sitting there, still wearing the same clothes? It reminded me of the “Star Trek: The Next Generation” episode when the crew got stuck in a time loop. Pretty cool.

2) Although I thought Colby was going to win it, I was moved that Tina won. I always seem to root for the underdog. It was New Hampshire, and Tina was John McCain and Colby was George W. Bush. It was the 1998 Oscars, and Tina was “Shakespeare in Love” and Colby was “Saving Private Ryan.” It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was a dark and stormy night. It was…

3) Most heart-wrenching moment: Debb unsuccessfully trying not to break down on camera, talking about how this show has ruined her life and killed all of her self-worth. On the one hand, jeez, does the name Darva Conger ring a bell? On the other hand, what if it were you? What if you had shaky self-esteem to begin with, and then you were the very first person to be voted off the show, by a unanimous tribal vote? I’d feel like crap.

4) Most unexpectedly sexy: Mitchell, wearing those glasses. Mmm. And he lives so close to me.

I know there’s already been SurvivorBlog — two of them, in fact — but I was thinking about doing some sort of “gay blogging circuit” online Survivor thingy. Oh my god, wouldn’t that just be so disgustingly cliquish and exclusive-sounding and obnoxious and make people think there’s some A-List of gay bloggers and stir up resentment and create a big backlash? Anyway, it would be fun. I’m thinking I might just choose 16 gay bloggers/journalers and write up my own weekly episodes. People wouldn’t actually have to do anything, I’d just make up the narrative myself. I wonder if that would mean I wouldn’t be able to compete. Well, maybe I could be Jeff Probst. My name is Jeff, after all. Maybe it could be called “I Will Surviv(or).” Or probably something a little less awkward-sounding. I wonder what the tribes would be called? Anyway, I’m going to let my brain percolate about it.

Speaking of the gay blogging circuit, several of us are getting together tonight for drinks and stuff. What is it, eight of us? Sparky, RJ, Beau, Troy, myself, and some guys whom I’ve never met but look forward to meeting.

I can’t wait for the temperature to cool down tomorrow.