I normally leave "Top Chef" recordings for a Friday night. Somehow it helps the soul and the indigestion.
This fine piece of television gives competent, but not yet infamous, chefs the chance to gain some fame by having the flames of their talent fanned by celebrated chefs and the power of television.
This season, which opened Thursday, features a contestant from Google. No, not a programmer or a digitally dextrous designer.
May I introduce you to Preeti Mistry, the 33-year-old executive chef with Google's Bon Appetit management company.
Mistry is Cordon Bleu trained. Unfortunately, her appearance on the first episode left her with a cordon rouge adorning her cheeks.
On BravoTV's site, Mistry, when asked what kind of food she would be in a different life: "I would be a green zebra tomato - extremely distinctive from all the others, a little hard on the outside, but pure love at the center."
Well, on her very first quick-fire challenge, she found it somewhat difficult to deal with a food that was also a little hard on the outside.
Asked to shuck 15 clams, she told herself, with deeply engrained Googlie confidence, that clams should be dealt with just the same as oysters. She told herself that because she had never shucked a clam.
Well, it appears that clams and oysters are as similar as trees and bananas, as Mistry struggled with her clammy technique and created a disorder that might have made Marisa Mayer, for example, feel a little discomfort in her esophagus.
Peter Kafka at AllThingsD reports that those back at the Google ranch declare that she is "recovering" from her "Top Chef" experience.
The show was taped earlier this year and contestants have a large, sharp knife held over their top hats that prevents them from revealing the outcome.
However, Mistry does have a Twitter page, on which she's gamely made a couple of jokes that are, naturally, clam dunks. (e.g. "Top Chef tomorrow night. My hands are getting clammy!)
Clearly, Google's brand reputation is at stake here. And I fear that the gorging public may end up being as dismayed as the first time they saw Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak totally founder on the dance floor in ABC's "Dancing with the Stars".
Could it be that, like Woz, we will hear Mistry in the coming weeks suffering injury and calling the producers "liars"?
I can't eat for worrying about next week's episode set for 10 p.m. Wednesday on Bravo.
It's an enormous setback for the tech world's acceptance into mainstream society.
Next season's celebrity cast of ABC's "Dancing with the Stars" was announced Monday.
And while luminaries such as somewhat disgraced politician Tom DeLay, somewhat disregarded singers Donny Osmond and Macy Gray and somewhat forgotten athletic icons such as former Cowboys' receiver Michael Irvin and mixed martial arts and UFC poster person Chuck Liddell, there was no tech presence at all.
In recent years, tech entrepreneur Mark Cuban acquitted himself with much credit, despite newly inserted artificial samba hips.
However, one is concerned that the vast vat of controversy ladled by Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak in the last series caused the rather lily livered producers to steer clear of the valley of silicon.
For those whose memories do not have the last series indelibly etched, Woz called the producers some rather critical names, such as liars.
However, shortly afterward (and perhaps after examining his contract), he withdrew his accusations, performed the Worm, and wriggled out of the competition as his cha-cha was not quite as impressive as the controversy.
I have a deep and troublesome tremor that his questioning of the voting procedures and a general demeanor that would not have disgraced the National Ham Federation's Annual Ball may have led to the producers' refusal to include a tech personality.
It will therefore be troublesome for those techies who have the hacking skills to make or break a contestant to decide who is their chosen one.
I predict snowboarder Louie Vito will receive a considerable following in the Techdome.
Personally, though, my heart, eyes, and whiskers will only be moved by "Entourage" actress Debi Mazar. One can only hope she can actually dance.
I saw a homeless man Thursday morning.
On the bench where he was sitting, he had propped a sign. It read: "IDIOTS TAKE STUPID TOO SERIOUS."
When I looked at this sign, I immediately thought of Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak's latest foray into the public consciousness.
You see, Woz seems to care what you think. But that will never stop from doing whatever it is he finds amusing that day. Or that hour. Or even that second.
So while you might at first be surprised that he has chosen to front a TV spot for the Car West Auto Body Shop of Danville, Calif., please consider that Woz doesn't find his participation surprising at all.
(Credit:
Car West Auto Body)
Woz is not a perfect driver. Not only was he once stopped for going 104mph in his Prius, which is an achievement in itself, he also tends to bump his cars into things.
When he does, he hauls them off to Car West Auto Body to be straightened out.
Mark Alexander, vice president at the Larry Alexander Agency, which made the ad, told CNBC News (where you can also watch a video of the ad): "They're having a fantastic reaction to it. All their customers are coming in and saying they've seen it."
Perhaps the best word for the ad is the British term "naff"--somewhere between hokey and cringe-worthy.
It's everything you'd imagine from a local car body shop, with some extremely clumsy references to Woz's appearance on "Dancing with the Stars" and, naturally, his Segway rolling into the very first shot.
However, in a world where nerds are supposed be a little on the inhuman side, there's something curiously refreshing about one of the great uber-nerds doing something just because he wants to, just because he is doing someone a favor (Woz donated his fee to the March of Dimes charity), and totally without embarrassment.
Why take advertising seriously? Only idiots do that.
In cubicles all around Silicon Valley, geeks will be weeping Wednesday.
Yes, despite the best efforts of every possible method of social networking, Steve Wozniak was eliminated, ejected, rejected and thrown into the tango trash by the cruelty that is the voting process of "Dancing with the Stars."
A theory had wafted through the danceosphere that techies would hijack the online voting process and project their lovable, but not entirely ego-free, hero to the sinuous summit.
The fact that he was sent home suggests three possibilities.
One, the producers, deeply depressed at having their integrity besmirched by Woz's accusations of vote fixing made sure that he would go no further (making one of the less sexy humans on the planet perform the Argentine tango was not exactly an act of altruism).
Two, techies were so embarrassed by Woz's honest but heartily incompetent efforts at passing himself off as a super trouper that they performed the online equivalent of euthanasia. They pulled the plug on their Macs and condemned him to the dance of a thousand fails.
This despite the fact that the Twitter group supporting Woz numbered more than 103,000, which ought to have translated into a minimum of 2 million votes. (Woz admitted to his Facebook Support Group that he voted for himself: "I even voted and texted from my 2 cell phones last night, and this morning voted online from about 7 of my own email accounts.")
Or three, the chaps behind the Conficker virus interfered with Woz's inexorable rise to dancing's highest peak, fearing that his survival, and the uncontrolled excitement it would undoubtedly engender, would interfere with their attempt to dominate the online world April 1.
I think all three may have been to blame. (Although one has to be particularly suspicious about a voting system that claims to know when you have reached the limit of your allocated number of votes, but doesn't reveal the actual numbers)
Woz seems to have found himself in the middle of a perfect storm that might have blown Fred Astaire's umbrella clean out of his hands and into the arms of a passing lady of the night.
His professional partner, the infinitely sensual, flame-breathing Karina Smirnoff, did well to hide her displeasure as the ax fell gently upon her neck. At least she had avoided risk of injury in forthcoming weeks.
While Woz, as he stood for his final interview (together with the also-eliminated former Playboy model, Holly Madison), praised the show.
He even stretched credulity far beyond the four inches that he apparently shed from his waist with the constant jiggling, by praising the voting system.
Now we can only worry about his future. Will he become a regular on "Entertainment Tonight"? Will he occasionally step in for Drew Carey on "The Price is Right"? Or will he suddenly appear on "The Biggest Loser"?
Woz endeared himself to some and, frankly, enervated some others. But at least he showed character. Something the tech world's image has singularly and painfully lacked.
But if he calls you offering dancing lessons, perhaps it's best to take a rain check. Or, at the very least, claim a pulled hamstring, sore knee, ear infection, slipped disc, putrid patella, intestinal inflammation or just good old-fashioned gout.
He started with a rose between his teeth. He ended by spitting the thorns shoved into his mouth by the "Dancing with the Stars" judges right back at them.
Was Woz's sperm-infested Argentine tango any better than his worm-infested samba? Perhaps. In the same way that a poke in the eye with a short stick is better than a poke in the eye with a long one.
Hindered by an endearing lack of coordination, Woz succumbed to the same problem that had plagued him in rehearsals. He was unable to deliver the tango's nasty part.
His facial expression was that of a bank manager who suddenly finds himself unemployed and, to support his family, joins the Chippendales.
His professional partner, Karina Smirnoff, vigorously risked vim, limb, and, who knows, happiness in her forthcoming marriage by allowing Woz to lift her, contort her and support her with all the certainty of a 14-year-old on a date with Gisele Bundchen.
Asked to describe the dance, one judge, Carrie-Ann Inaba, said: "long."
The judges are in a difficult position. They know that the more they criticize Woz, the more likely he is to get more votes from the geeks, the freaks, the sensitive, the misbegotten, and the forgotten. (Most of America, indeed.)
But Bruno Tonioli, the most evocative of the Gang of Three, told Woz he loved him before declaring that the only part of the gutters of Buenos Aires that Woz had picked up was the stench.
Woz, who earlier had declared that "the geeks shall inherit the Earth" (a perilous thought for the geeks and the Earth, perhaps), shot back that he had just three words: "I'm still standing."
The judges gave him two more points than last week--12 out of 30. Yes, it was again the worst score. But was he really the worst on the night? It was close.
Former Playboy model and currently, oh, who knows, Holly Madison managed to fall off her stool and dance the rest of the way like a wounded gazelle in a horse box.
Former clown and "Jackass" jackass Steve-O, whose stupendous partner, Lacey Schwimmer, is tragically saddled with his physical deficiencies, wandered around the dance floor as if his severe indigestion had prevented him from finding a handkerchief that he dropped a couple of hours before.
Two couples will be sent home Tuesday night. And it is extremely possible that, with insane numbers of votes cast by utterly demented fans, Woz and Karina will live to fight another death.
Is this entertainment? Well, perhaps. But, underlying it all, there seems to be a deep desire on the part of Woz to hijack the proceedings by proving his Act of the Impossibles can actually win the show.
ABC won't let that happen, of course. However, the love-hate dance may still have a couple of weeks left in it.
Once upon a time, Debbie did Dallas. Monday, Steve Wozniak is fully intending to hump a little Hollywood. Yes, unbridled, uninhibited, unimaginable sex. In the form of the Argentine tango.
His e-mails to his Facebook Support Group have become so detailed, so intimate, that at times, I find myself wondering what it would be like if Woz grabbed me by the digits and whisked me onto the dance floor.
I imagine that his grip might be a little sweaty and uncertain. I also imagine that I would be wishing he were his professional partner, Karina Smirnoff.
However, Woz is determined to be the sexiest entertainer since Ru Paul. (Well, for some.)
In rehearsals for his Argentine tango, he has struggled to find the right eyebrow furrow. You see, the Argentine tango is a love-hate thing. And Woz is struggling with the hate part. You'd think that he would just imagine the judges.
He's also begun to play his dance music while he sleeps. This would lead me to suggest that he succeeded in popping down to his local Apple store, where the nice chaps at the Genius Bar soothed his iTunes back to life, though Woz has not revealed whether his MacBook did, indeed, lose some bits.
Perhaps to dial up the sexiness, so that you will dial up the voting lines, Woz has revealed a sexy joke that is keeping him and Karina in erotic stitches. (Oh, most of you have surely experienced erotic stitches once in your lives.)
It's the one about "the guy who checks into a hotel and asks for his porn channel to be disabled. The clerk tells him that their porn channel is normal and calls him a sick bastard."
Whatever gets you in the mood to tango, I say. And Woz is preparing to create a very special mood on Monday. With the help of Karina's fiance (the man who had to dance with the eliminated Denise Richards), Woz and his partner have concocted a move that seems to suggest that he is lifting up her dress with his foot.
"It's way out of character for this dance, but I can't help it," Wozniak wrote. "I'm sort of treating the judges like voyeurs at a peep show, ha ha ha."
Please, if you have never watched this show, nor ever considered voting for anyone in it, surely the moment has come for you to lay down your inhibitions and watch one of tech's most celebrated figures perform some peep for the peeps.
Then, why not do your technological duty and vote? (the Votewoz Twitter group now numbers more than 92,000).
Woz's Facebook Support Group would like to remind you (as my subjective objectivity forces me to remain impartial) that you can register lots of different e-mail addresses with ABC. This means you can call in 10 votes and e-mail at least 10 votes. If you're clever. Which all of you are.
Perhaps you, too, upon voting, will suddenly imagine that Woz's slightly sweaty hand is reaching out to you, while he whispers: "Let's tango, sugarplum."
(I will, because it is now my moral duty, be watching the show at 8pmPST- it's on at 7pm in the Central Sexuality Zone- and offering my views as soon after the dancing as my excitement allows me to form words. In advance, may I admit that I will, occasionally, be flipping channels to see how the Golden State Warriors are doing against The Grizzlies)
I know that most of you are, by now, so into "Dancing with the Stars" that you are being accused of ADD. Attention to Dancing Disorder.
So please pay attention, because I have an announcement to make. Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak's iTunes has crashed. And it is affecting his rehearsals significantly.
I know that you will all want to join me at the heart of the problem. So here is Woz's own description from his latest e-mail to his Facebook Support Group: "it quits with horrible error messages...odd, since I'd had no crashes of any kind...I hope my MacBook Pro SSD is not losing bits."
I know that some may lose a bit or two at the thought of Woz wandering down to his local Apple Store to get his iTunes fixed. But that is precisely what he intends to do at some point Thursday.
Here's why this is so important. Woz and his partner, the patient, pouting Karina Smirnoff, will be dancing the Argentine tango next Monday. And the tune to which they will be enacting their PG-13 sex ritual is not one that is familiar to Woz. Buddy Holly wasn't really a tango man.
This means that Woz needs to give it extra listens so that he can capture its rhythms and dark subtleties, and so that he can prepare his body for the moment when Karina wraps one of her legs around him and whispers sweet everythings into his ear, shoulder, or wherever her head ends up.
I don't know which Apple store Woz will choose, but I hope that every Apple employee in the LA area is on red alert.
It's not every day you can participate in helping a tech legend tango his way to the peak of entertainment.
I am fairly confident in thinking that Steve Wozniak has never slept with Charlie Sheen.
Perhaps it was this small, imperfectly-formed thought embedded in people's minds that saved the Apple co-founder on "Dancing with the Stars" and condemned Denise Richards, the former Mrs. Sheen, to elimination. People's predilections are often based on such fickle suppositions--especially when it comes to voting up to 13 times.
Perhaps, though, it was also the tech industry that lifted Woz up on an emotional sedan chair and carried his beaten body to yet another week of competition.
In the elimination show, the world was even spared a reprise of Woz's less than sambadextrous dance. And worm. He wasn't even in the dance-off.
If you are wondering why, then you must be one of the few techies who didn't participate in what could have been one of the greatest get-out-the-vote campaigns since Reese Witherspoon fluttered her eyelids in "Election."
The votewoz Twitter group, which now numbers over 62,000 committed lunatechs, clearly had an effect. The derisory marks offered by the judges meant that Woz needed far more viewers' votes than last week, in a system that is so honest it has never required a visit from United Nations observers.
Woz got the votes. Even though, as I wrote in an earlier post, Woz's survival may signal the arrival of the Sargeant Effect, where more and more viewers vote for the contestant whom the judges most deride, just for the fun of it.
When ABC's Tom Bergeron announced Woz's survival, his partner, the delectable and slightly dangerous Karina Smirnoff screamed with an ecstasy never, ever heard in pornographic circles.
Is it possible that Fake Steve Jobs voted 13 times for Real Steve Wozniak?
(Credit: CC Mark Coggins)And when Woz was asked whether he was surprised, he said: "I don't think I've ever been so surprised by anything in my life except maybe for when I got served with divorce papers."
I am not sure how many times he has actually been served with divorce papers by another party but am beginning to suspect he has started using jokes written by another party.
First, there was a passable Smirnoff vodka joke (rooted, some feel, in a picture caption on Technically Incorrect) and now a more than acceptable divorce jape.
You might have to take the rest of the day off work when I tell you that next week, contestants will have to take on one of two new dances: the Argentine tango and the quite wonderful lindy hop.
Please pray to whomever or whatever you believe in that Woz gets the hop. He can make an entertaining mockery out of that one.
Whereas it would be far harder to give the Woz treatment to a drippingly sexual creation such as the Argentine tango. Oh, and did I mention two couples will be voted off next week?
Now we'll really see how powerful the tech community is in its commitment to high art and, of course, forcing the world to see things the techie way.
We all die. And none of us wants to breathe our last without experiencing everything.
This is precisely why one can admire Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak's attempts to dance the samba with a bad hamstring on ABC's "Dancing with the Stars."
However, on Monday night, he walked a delicate line between parody and embarrassment. And I am not sure many police officers would have let him back into the driver's seat after his walk.
Steve Wozniak takes a worm break during the samba.
(Credit: ABC)Actually, for a part of his samba, he rolled a less than delicate line on the floor, attempting a "worm" that resembled nothing more than Mr. Creosote having his first swimming lesson in a yoga studio.
Simply put, his dancing wasn't. His arms flailed, his legs failed, and his rhythm sailed off into a sunset that left only a storm.
The judges looked like the crabby old men in the balcony on the "Muppet Show" shortly after they had witnessed a 90-year-old woman pole-dancing naked at a wake.
They used words like "terrible" and phrases such as "the novelty wears off" and "the worst samba I have ever seen," as they offered Woz a total of 10 points out of 30, the equivalent of a $10 tip on a $4,000 bill. This wasn't merely the worst score by far. This was an expression of resentment.
Wozniak and Karina Smirnoff's final move.
(Credit: ABC)The humor in all this is that Woz is not necessarily eliminated. If enough sympathizers, Twitterers, techies, contrarians, and philosophically or physically sightless people decide to make a point, Woz might even avoid another dance-off.
This is a phenomenon known as the Sargeant Effect. John Sargeant is a roly-poly BBC political correspondent who blundered onto the original English version of the show, called "Strictly Come Dancing".
Smirnoff and Wozniak keep smiling during a judge's not-so-nice remarks.
(Credit: ABC)He danced like a stilt-walker with Tourette's. The judges, two of whom are also judges on "Dancing with the Stars," were desperate to see him return to politics or, at the very least, an ER or a bar. Instead, the viewers kept voting him back.
The situation became so fraught that Mr. Sargeant himself quickstepped away from the competition because he (or, perhaps, a producer or two) was afraid he would win.
Perhaps the greatest part of Woz's performance is the apparent equanimity with which he takes the judges' withering glances at his dances--although he did threaten to perform mischief on one of the judges' computers.
Tuesday night's results show (9 p.m. EDT and PDT and 8 p.m. in the Central Samba-free Zone) will be unquestionably riveting. It is clear, however, just where the judges would like to drill their rivets.
Can Twitter move people to do more than, well, just Twitter?
Tonight will see an interesting and very public experiment that will prove whether 140 characters can mobilize millions to do what the characters behind the 140 characters want. Yes, we are talking about the sweet and spirited movement called Twitter/votewoz.
This group, dedicating to furthering the presence of Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak on ABC's "Dancing with the Stars", has amassed more than 54,000 followers. Which seems to be around 52,500 more than his Facebook Support Group.
The Votewoz Twitterdome was erected by a somewhat nerdy type from Charlotte called Chris Harrington. Mr. Harrington is the technology director for Luquire George Andrews, a marketing, advertising, PRing sort of company.
Naturally, Mr. Harrington has a yearning to meet his twinkletoed, Teletubbyish hero. However, he told the Charlotte Observer: "It would be really cool to connect. But on the flip side, we're just doing this to help someone that's part of the geek community. It's really all about him."
The Votewoz Twitterdome, if every member votes the 13 times the show's uncannily honest producers allow, should be able to amass something like 700,000 votes. (Oh, you don't expect me to do the precise math, do you?)
"Dancing with the Stars" gets millions and millions of votes. Allegedly. So these committed and forthright Twitterati will need their movement to go boldly beyond their own number and out into the ether for continued Woz success.
I will be watching the results closely. I am sure Woz will be watching them even more closely.





