Writing for a TV blog and living in Los Angeles can be a tricky job. There’s this annoying problem of me writing sniveling little comments about people and then stepping out my door and running into them in real life. What’s worse is that these reality stars and actors – much to my increasing guilt – turn out to be nice people sometimes. So imagine my utter dismay to realize that after two months of snarky, bitter, and ruthless mockery, I have to eat my words and begrudgingly admit that Jase is a nice guy. Okay, I can’t do it. I physically can’t do it. He’s a douchebag! No, he’s a nice guy! No, he’s a douchebag! No, he’s a nice guy! Snarky… cred… dying….Normally, I would never devote a whole post to the simple act of meeting and interacting with a celebrity, not even a reality star (Granted, I am a flagrant name dropper in real life, but that’s neither here nor there). The goal of this site isn’t for us to be gossipy little jerks who narc out any celebrity that passes by us, but for Jase, we can make an exception. The guy has been the butt of TVgasm’s jokes for the past two months; so any friendly meeting must be regarded like the blogger version of Oprah showing up on Letterman. If that analogy seems a bit over the top, well, fine. You’re right.
In case you can’t tell, I’m stalling because there’s no real story here. J-Unit and I ran into Jase and lovebird Holly at our local watering hole, Cabo Cantina. Since our party happened to be leaving, we gave the two our table in a pathetic display of good will. All of you who are shaking your heads at our complete inability to maintain our snarkiness in real life, I don’t disagree with you. We have no spine. Apparently neither does Jase because he dropped his whole asshole thing that we’ve come to hate as well. The guy was friendly enough – as friendly as you can expect someone to be in a cramped, loud, alcoholic setting. He said he had seen the notorious TVgasm video of him and Scott, and he thought it was “Hilarious”. Jase also added that he was acting the entire time in the Big Brother house. Jury’s still out on that front. The good news was that the bandana was gone. The bad news: sleeveless still reigns supreme.
After having survived my first Jase encounter with nary a fist being thrown in my face, I find myself directionless in life. The world seems to be in a state of topsy turvy. Everything that I had known and believed in seems to no longer exist. What is this existential despair that I’ve wandered into?
Eh, who cares. New episode of Big Brother tomorrow.
Update
I was played like a fiddle. Jase still is and remains a douchebag. Consider my contempt for him restored.
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Jase’s friendliness was just an act.
That was The True Jase We saw on Big Brother 5!!!I can’t believe he was with Holly. She must be a Hermaphrodite!!!!!!!!!!
B-side, you disappoint us all. Don’t you know Jase and Holly were mocking you the moment you walked out the door, saying stuff like how sorry they felt for you that you aren’t as good looking as they are? Jase probably went straight back to his $500/month walkup in Glendale and told his private diary room camera how smoothly he employed his brilliant, Brad Pitt-esque acting chops to snow the wimpy blogger, who, after all, only hates the likes of Jase and Holly because they’re so much better looking than everyone else. “Heh-heh,” he said, “Now that loser will tell everyone how COOL I REALLY am by posting a semi-apology on TVGASM, and before long they’ll either invite scott and me back into the game or offer me the lead as Brad Pitt’s evil twin in “12 Monkeys II.(sigh . . . I love you, Brad . . . )” After which he probably did dumbbell curls in the mirror and imagined the ways in which he could have kicked your ass if he wasn’t already grooming himself for his future as a super-celebrity, far too wealthy and happy to be bothered by the insults of reality television fans.
Man up, B-side! we need the snark; without it, our interest in Big Brother looks sad and pathetic rather than hip and ironic. we might as well be hanging out at the galleria wearing air-brushed trucker hats and cargo pants.
Apperantly you really dissapointed Jack. 3 times it looks like.
And running into someone is not the same as knowing them or seeing how they behave on tv night after night. The guy is a douche bag. No offense to feminine hygine products.
This is the end of the world as we know it.
Jack makes an excellent point. The world needs us to be hip and ironic.
Don’t worry everyone. I’ll return to form tonight.
And FYI – I never apologized for anything.
THATS IT!
you’re off my speed dial COMPLETELY
Hey, Johnny Fairplay was there too, but we didn’t talk to him. I have my standards.
and by the way – Jack wins the award for best comment of the week.
Hmmmmmmmm…….. Johnny Fairplay AND Jase AND Holly? That bar has *LOSER* written all over it.
Sounds like time for a new hangout, B-side!