Well, I mean, I was on for two seconds, and I said "Hey, yeah, I want to vote for NSYNC!" But it's still cool, right? I got to talk to Carson and everything. I feel so... blessed.

Okay. So the truth is, I had no idea I was talking to our fruity pal, C-Daly. And the fact that I was on to vote for NSYNC? Appalling. If I'd known I was talking to The Man, I would obviously have gone off about Marshall or Kid Rock. And done some random boyband trashing. And told him about my hottie cousin Trevor.

Here's the story. TRL was having a battle of the boybands as the classic video for the day (9/21). NSYNC was one of the choices...and if anyone was watching, I was the second phonecall vote Carson took.

I picked up the phone and started dialing. My friend Helen joined in, she's the crazed fan like I am. After busy signal upon busy signal ("I feel like I'm calling for tickets again!" she commented), we finally got a frickin' bone.

"Here, it's ringing!" shouted Helen, shoving the phone in my face. Thanks, Helen. That bruise is almost gone.

So after I stop the bloodflow, I take the phone, and a male voice picked up. "Hey, TRL."

Now, I was expecting this chick who they had answering the phone, but I just figured it was someone helping. Little did I know it was the Hot Boy himself!

"Yeah," I said wittily, "I'd like to vote for NSYNC."

"Okay, that's two for NSYNC."

What does he mean, two? At this point, I'm thinking this guy is someone's dumb-ass brother who only got the phone job because his sister is sleeping with Carson. But I'm polite, so I said thanks and hung up.

One second later, on the TV I hear:

"Hey, TRL."
"Yeah, I'd like to vote for NSYNC."
"Okay, that's two for NSYNC."

It didn't even register for a few seconds. Then I think my eyes went wide, and I started stuttering "Oh my god...that was me! That was me! I just talked to Carson!" I started screaming, ran out into the hall, and everyone was looking out of their rooms. I think they all thought I was being murdered.

So that's my story. I talked to Carson, and I didn't even know it. Perhaps it was better that way. I could have seen myself, hearing "Hey, welcome to TRL, this is Carson."

Me: "CARSON!?!? OH MY GOD! I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT THROUGH!"

Just like those TRL callers I make fun of everyday. Horrors.

So that's my story. Almost makes up for not getting tickets. Oh wait...no, it doesn't.

WD


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