Broject Runway: I’m tired of second place

Sep 29, 2013

Probably not THAT tired of it, am I right Kate?

I was looking forward to the remaining season taking its time and meticulously picking off the seven contestants left. After all, the fat had been trimmed. We’ve survived the minefield of bombastic personalities and second-rate talent. We had survived a letter from a pretty girl, numerous run-ins with the shows camera staff, and more “fuck-offs” than a shop class.


Um, let's see, I don't know, maybe about six feet tall and two hundred pounds? I've been doing theater and improv in Chicago for a while now. Like fifteen years or so. O, yeah, I have a full day, day job for insurance and monetary purposes (no more half days with a big nap in the afternoon). I work as a project manager for a metal manufacturing plant. Huh? O, ah, two kids a wife. Yeah, they're great. I mean, not all the time great, like Brady Bunch shit, but no one has burned the house down yet. So, yeah, I guess that's it. I didn't get the job, did I?