It's my blog and I can talk about the fact that I was on two game shows any time I want

If you've read this blog (or its forerunner "They Still Call Me Daddy") for any length of time, you know the only two interesting facts about me are:

1. I have five children, which in itself isn't really "interesting" since there are a lot of families that have five or more kids.
2. I was a contestant on two nationally televised game shows: "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" and "The Price Is Right."

The game show thing is territory we've covered before, I realize. I wrote a whole post about it 3½ years ago.

So if I'm going to bring it up again, I should have something new to say about it.

Which I do not.

What I DO have to offer is video of my appearances on both shows. Is that enough? Does that justify me taking up a few minutes of your valuable time to discuss it again?

No, it does not.

Yet I'm doing it anyway. Why? Because I still think the whole thing is just so COOL, you know?

I don't write about it because I think it's some great achievement or anything. It was dumb luck that I got onto those shows. I write about it because, seriously, how many people do you know who have appeared on two game shows? Not counting me, it has to be zero, right? I'm guessing it is.

To this day, those shows are two of the most remarkable experiences I've had. And it's not going to happen again, given how quickly I am mentally deteriorating. Those two contestant slots are all I'm going to get.

So if you're one of the five or so people whom I've not yet forced to watch these videos, here they are.

First is my "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" appearance, which spanned two shows and aired January 30-31, 2003. I can't seem to embed it here, but you can click that link to watch it. KEY TAKEAWAY: Meredith Vieira touched me a lot.

I should have won more money, but hey, $32K isn't a bad day's work. On to "The Price Is Right." This episode aired on February 16, 2007:

And that's it. I'm done. Really. I will not bring this up again for at LEAST a year. Maybe six months. Four weeks for sure.

OK, I promise I won't mention it tomorrow. Does that work?