On Monday I was waiting in the zoo ticket line while watched Pixie when some cute little chick walked up to and starting giggling and talking. Of course, I watched through narrow eyes while the two of them had what seemed to me a very friendly conversation. After I got our tickets, I asked if he was planning on running off with her but it turns out that he had been "discovered!" The girl was trying to cast guys for a Milwaukee’s Best beer commercial (you know the ones - where the guy sneaks out of poker night to call his girlfriend and gets crushed by a giant can of beer). They told they were looking for average looking guys who looked like they liked drinking beer and hanging out with their buddies. has never had a sip of beer in his life (Mormons rock) and politely refused. She tried to convince him that it would be really fun and easy but he just said no thanks and she left. Then a few minutes later her colleague came up and asked him the same thing. Who knew that looked like a beer-guzzler?
It was bittersweet. It would have been so fun for to be in a commercial, but just not for beer. If he had done it, I'm pretty sure his family would have had a collective heart attack and died. But it would have been pretty cool to be on TV. Oh well. We'll have to cultivate some other look for so that he be discovered by different scouts who won't make him sell his soul for 15 minutes of fame. Maybe a nice cheese commercial.
So the world has just missed their big shot at getting . But I think he's got the bug now. He's going to start waxing his eyebrows and wearing briefs and saying things like "I just wouldn't dare show up at her party. Such low class!" My Target jeans won't seem so excessive when he starts shopping for his diamond studded Prada jumpsuits.
I always thought Pixie would be the one that got picked up the talent agents. I doubt I ever will. But in the end, it's our little that the camera begs for. I'm glad to say I knew him before he became a Hollywood legend!