Meet the Cast Monday #47: The Boy from Texas (Part 2)

Well, by some miracle, we didn't run him off last week, so we're back with Part 2.  This guy is either awesome or completely crazy.  Turns out there is a fine line, apparently.  Here's his answers to your questions.

At Cousin Whitney's wedding this weekend.

(From ND Friend)  If you were to write a Texas Country song about Tiffany, how would you compare her personality and features to aspects of your beloved state?  {This question is why she and I are friends.  She's awesome.}  This question confuses me.  But I do like Texas Country music.  I'll go with Wild Horses by Great Divide as a song that reminds me of Tiff.




(From War Eagle)  What's your advice on long distance dating? How do you make it bearable?  Big cell phone bills.  Facebook.  Emails.  Plane tickets.  

(From War Eagle)  Do all your exes really live in Texas? :) Uh, no.  I'm not George Strait. {We're all sad about this fact...}  And I don't hang my hat in Tennessee.

(From War Eagle)  When you are driving to College Station after a couple weeks away, what is the thing about Tiffany that makes you most excited to see her again?  I'm mostly excited to see her smiling face and give her a kiss.
 
(From Chicken Plucker)  Can you cook?  I am afraid that my friend, while making a valiant effort, might need some supervision/guidance in this department until she gets it all figured out.  {I could pretend to be offended, but we all know it's true.}  Yes, I can cook.  {Here is some photo proof.  Please note that no firemen were called during the making of these meals.}

 
(From Grady Girl)  Do you two-step the correct way (the New Mexico way) or do you two-step with a strange half-step or pause like other Texans I know? If you do dance like a Texan...are you willing to convert to the proper steps?  I can dance both ways.  Or any other way she comes up with.  {He may be able to dance both ways, but he shall only dance the correct way with me.  Let's be real here.}
 
(From Loud Oklahoma Girl and War Eagle)  Who is your favorite college football team?  Oklahoma State.  {Obviously he's smart enough not to screw that up.}  Or whoever is beating Texas.
 
 (From Fellow OSU Alum)  In referencing the movie "Runaway Bride," how do you like your eggs?  Scrambled with cheese and bacon.  And biscuits and jelly.  That's how my Nana makes them.  {Two thoughts:  1.  Great question!!  I think that the whole egg theory from that movie highlights a serious issue for a lot of women in relationships.  2.  How adorable is it that he love his Nana?}
 
 (From my mom)  If you had one week of no responsibilities, what would you want to do?  Go on an overseas trip with Tiffany.  {Can we go, like tomorrow?}

(From Gut Girl and Illinois Transplant)  Name a place on your travel list; preferably one that you envision you would go with Tiffany on.  I want to go to Ireland to hang out at an Irish pub in a little bitty town where there are green fields, friendly people, oceans and mountains.  {Again, can we go, like tomorrow?}

(From Mrs. B)  If you look at your debit card statement, what would be the most frequent entry?  Food.  {This bodes well for a chubby girl like me who likes to eat!}
 
(From ND Friend)  Are you (or would you be in the future) be open to trying fancy pancakes and yankee hashbrowns with Tiffany?  (You need to read this blog to fully understand this question...it's a classic.)  Heck yea I'll try the pancakes.  I'll try just about anything once.  That guy was a [non-Bible Belt Mom appropriate word].  {Best.  Question. Ever.  Go read that prior blog if you missed it.  It was one of my finest blog moments if I do say so myself!}
 
(From Uncle Black Belt...obviously)  Do you own a van?   No sir.  A water bed?  No sir.
 
(Uncle Black Belt again)  Do you have an earring? No sir.  A tattoo?  No sir.
 
(Coach A)  Are you ready to share Tiff with my daughter (who is her Goddaughter):  Yes, of course. {Good thing, because I wouldn't take no for an answer.  Look how darn cute my little GBaby is!}


 
(From Sister Lisa)  What would you do if a friend of Tiff's decided to call you at crazy hours of the night and leave you long messages on your voicemail?  I would listen to the voicemail and call her back.  At 6:00 in the morning.  {It's possible that this was not a hypothetical question.  It may have happened.  Except instead of calling the guilty party -- cough cough, Sister Lisa, cough cough -- he called and woke me up bright and early!  Punk.}