His Story
Origninally written by Griffin's Basketball Live's own Alexander. These thoughts, views, and interests do not necessarily reflect those of Alan Moghaddam himself.
My name's Alexander. I'm better known to you as the nerdy Ethernet cable-wearing gent who insists on sporting Best Buy gear even though he has NOTHING to do with the corporation. I’m your average nerd who constantly gets excited about new technologies and would rather spend time on his computer than with a girl.
Occasionally, I will have an "obsessive stint" with something or, more commonly, someone. It started with Britney Spears back in middle school. I was her BIGGEST (obsessed) fan. Britney consumed more than 50% of each day for more than three years. Sadly, I had to let go of that as she decided to follow in the footsteps of this blog’s own Sylvia – read any past post.
Being a creature of habit, I felt like there was a huge hole in my life that had to be filled so I began to grasp onto the lives of any attractive female that illuminated the pixels of my, then, standard-definition television.
Angelina Jolie.
Anne Hathaway.
Reese Witherspoon.
Hmm, who else..? Oh yeah, I even had a Naomi Watts and Ana Maria Orozco stretch somewhere in there.
Along came Harry Potter. I read the books and hated them. I refused to see the first two movies until I went to see some movie in late April of 2004 which included the teaser for Prisoner of Azkaban – I was hooked. Weeks before the movie came out; I started doing research on the film(s), its back-stories and, most importantly, its stars. The premiere (and the following 9 trips to the theater in two weeks) are a blur. All I can remember is that I COULD NOT BREAK the strong nuclear bond between me and the Emma-Watson.net forums. After just two months of being member number 2041, my post-total amounted to more than twice my position in line. My obsession grew greater and greater as time passed; I found myself waking up each morning and going straight to the computer to see how people had responded to my posts overnight – then posted to their responses…all before I had my morning urination.
Things were going rather smoothly except for the fact that I constantly had to fight off the “dude, you’re 4 years older than she is!” criticism.
I bought an Xbox. Halo 2 is the most fun and fulfilling game in the history of gaming. Alan (of The Alan Show) and I played a cumulative 31 days and 11 hours of Halo 2 over the course of 3 months amounting to just over 33% of our summer. School finally started up again in August and all I could think was “Master Chief”. Occasionally I’d receive an e-mail from a forum member asking where I was; I’d respond with an apt “Emma who?”
After Halo broke my obsession with the lovely 16-year-old British starlet, I found myself drifting through the hot-girl-digital-world without anywhere to go. If things ever got really confusing, I’d fall back (figuratively) on my number one gal, Princess Peach.
This brings me to a couple months ago…
I’m living my life rather solidly. School is great and so is my job with UA Basketball – I do video work.
One time, Alan (of The Alan Show) came over to my house on a weekend. We’d just finished up a steadfast 6 hours of Halo 2 and decided that, before calling it a night, we should watch some TV. X-Play, with Adam Sessler and Morgan Webb, was on – channel 41. We were watching their usual sarcastic and rough-edged reviews of the latest and unheard-of video game titles when I shifted and changed the channel on the TV to GSN – channel 40. On the screen was the most beautiful girl I’d seen in “a dog’s age”; whatever that means.
Her name: Melissa Peachey. She’s one of two hosts (Shandi Finnessey is the other) of the play-from-home game show, PlayMania. It took no time at all to realize I’d soon be seeing a lot of GSN. Alan (of The Alan Show) and I played along with the remainder of the show only to find out…IT’S VOID IN ARIZONA!!!
So what? I’m going to watch anyway. It started at 1:00 AM and, as I was recently told, I’m like an old person. I listen to old-people music, I stay indoors all the time and I go to sleep really early because I’m incapable of staying awake after midnight.
Three VHS tapes (whatever those are) were introduced into my room: one for Thursday’s show, one for Friday’s show and one for Saturday’s. I’d spend the next day watching the game show in its two-hour entirety.
This is rapidly getting boring so I’ll fast forward to two days ago…
I launched a website that’s dedicated to the show, even though I’m not allowed to play. It…is…booming. Within it’s first 15 hours it had a visitor from the studio.
What’s the point to all this rambling..? Go to http://play-maniacs.org/ to see my latest obsession: PlayMania.
My name's Alexander. I'm better known to you as the nerdy Ethernet cable-wearing gent who insists on sporting Best Buy gear even though he has NOTHING to do with the corporation. I’m your average nerd who constantly gets excited about new technologies and would rather spend time on his computer than with a girl.
Occasionally, I will have an "obsessive stint" with something or, more commonly, someone. It started with Britney Spears back in middle school. I was her BIGGEST (obsessed) fan. Britney consumed more than 50% of each day for more than three years. Sadly, I had to let go of that as she decided to follow in the footsteps of this blog’s own Sylvia – read any past post.
Being a creature of habit, I felt like there was a huge hole in my life that had to be filled so I began to grasp onto the lives of any attractive female that illuminated the pixels of my, then, standard-definition television.
Angelina Jolie.
Anne Hathaway.
Reese Witherspoon.
Hmm, who else..? Oh yeah, I even had a Naomi Watts and Ana Maria Orozco stretch somewhere in there.
Along came Harry Potter. I read the books and hated them. I refused to see the first two movies until I went to see some movie in late April of 2004 which included the teaser for Prisoner of Azkaban – I was hooked. Weeks before the movie came out; I started doing research on the film(s), its back-stories and, most importantly, its stars. The premiere (and the following 9 trips to the theater in two weeks) are a blur. All I can remember is that I COULD NOT BREAK the strong nuclear bond between me and the Emma-Watson.net forums. After just two months of being member number 2041, my post-total amounted to more than twice my position in line. My obsession grew greater and greater as time passed; I found myself waking up each morning and going straight to the computer to see how people had responded to my posts overnight – then posted to their responses…all before I had my morning urination.
Things were going rather smoothly except for the fact that I constantly had to fight off the “dude, you’re 4 years older than she is!” criticism.
I bought an Xbox. Halo 2 is the most fun and fulfilling game in the history of gaming. Alan (of The Alan Show) and I played a cumulative 31 days and 11 hours of Halo 2 over the course of 3 months amounting to just over 33% of our summer. School finally started up again in August and all I could think was “Master Chief”. Occasionally I’d receive an e-mail from a forum member asking where I was; I’d respond with an apt “Emma who?”
After Halo broke my obsession with the lovely 16-year-old British starlet, I found myself drifting through the hot-girl-digital-world without anywhere to go. If things ever got really confusing, I’d fall back (figuratively) on my number one gal, Princess Peach.
This brings me to a couple months ago…
I’m living my life rather solidly. School is great and so is my job with UA Basketball – I do video work.
One time, Alan (of The Alan Show) came over to my house on a weekend. We’d just finished up a steadfast 6 hours of Halo 2 and decided that, before calling it a night, we should watch some TV. X-Play, with Adam Sessler and Morgan Webb, was on – channel 41. We were watching their usual sarcastic and rough-edged reviews of the latest and unheard-of video game titles when I shifted and changed the channel on the TV to GSN – channel 40. On the screen was the most beautiful girl I’d seen in “a dog’s age”; whatever that means.
Her name: Melissa Peachey. She’s one of two hosts (Shandi Finnessey is the other) of the play-from-home game show, PlayMania. It took no time at all to realize I’d soon be seeing a lot of GSN. Alan (of The Alan Show) and I played along with the remainder of the show only to find out…IT’S VOID IN ARIZONA!!!
So what? I’m going to watch anyway. It started at 1:00 AM and, as I was recently told, I’m like an old person. I listen to old-people music, I stay indoors all the time and I go to sleep really early because I’m incapable of staying awake after midnight.
Three VHS tapes (whatever those are) were introduced into my room: one for Thursday’s show, one for Friday’s show and one for Saturday’s. I’d spend the next day watching the game show in its two-hour entirety.
This is rapidly getting boring so I’ll fast forward to two days ago…
I launched a website that’s dedicated to the show, even though I’m not allowed to play. It…is…booming. Within it’s first 15 hours it had a visitor from the studio.
What’s the point to all this rambling..? Go to http://play-maniacs.org/ to see my latest obsession: PlayMania.
posted by The Alan Show at 11:12 PM
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