Kansas City Live — Our First Week Wrap-Up

Before I even start this blog … full disclosure … I’m typing on a full stomach, so I could slip in to a food coma at any point.  Our first batch of “KC Live” shows is in the can … and may I just say my stomach is in revolt.  Apparently, the show should be called “Kansas City Eating with your hosts Gluttonous and Ravenous.”  I swear, all we do is eat. 

No wonder this is my dream job.  I kid you not … on Thursday’s show alone we wolfed down chili dogs, cheesecake, DQ blizzards and cupcakes.  Oh … and there may have been a hip-hop dance lesson in the middle of all that.  (It’s a wonder I didn’t hurl.)

I think my adorable co-host Michelle put it best when she said … “M2, we’ve been on for a week, but it feels comfortable, like we’ve been on for months.”  I’d have to agree, given that neither one of us have hosted our own show before.

Several things to note:

*Our director Drew finds great pleasure in getting extreme close-up shots of me eating food.  It’s not pretty.  He actually strung together a montage of me inhaling food for today’s show.  Bastard.

*For whatever reason, I keep accidentally reading Michelle’s lines on the TelePrompter.  She’s been gracious up until now … but at some point, she’s gonna punch me in the throat.  On live TV.

*We’ve had our share of hateful e-mails and viewer comments.  Or as my friend Josh so eloquently put it, “OMG! You’ve officially made it. Someone just wrote that you were ‘the worst TV host in the history of television.'”  Well, I guess Magic Johnson is officially off the hook now.

*JCrew has graciously offered to dress me.  Good thing too. I would have run out of nice clothes within the first eight minutes of the show.

*If you’re standing near, around or close-by a giant owl … do NOT make any sudden movements or he’ll try to tear your head off.  (It also doesn’t help that it’s owl mating season.)

*”Is Michelle REALLY that bubbly?”, one viewer asked me.  Yes.  Yes, she is.  And it’s genuine too.  The goofy smile on my face is just because I have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on.

*We’re on a hiatus now for two weeks because of the Olympics, and then bring on the celebrities!  Rumor has it we’ll have interviews with Susan Sarandon and Richard Gere in the upcoming months, just to name a few.

*Michelle and I hosted our first charity event last night.  It will hopefully be the first of many.  Michelle said, “Wow, M2, you’re bound to find a date here!”  She’s right … I’m a firm believer in being philantrampic … er, philanthropic.

*Thanks to the show … my Klout score has jumped.  Really, I could care about fame or fortune, I just want a healthy Klout score to brag about.

*Michelle gets a lot of nice compliments on her choice of footwear.  I’m jealous.  I’m breaking out my stripper shoes next week.

*I haven’t been patted on the back this much in my whole life.  It’s kinda nice how friendly everyone is at the station.  The compliments and kudos are enough to make a boy blush.  Fortunately, my boss keeps us grounded.  “Could you please NOT screw up today?”, is his mantra. 

This show has nowhere to go but up.  Nothing but good things on the horizon too.  We just hired a new videographer/reporter.  His name is Nick.  He’s, like, 12, but brings a lot of eagerness, energy and plaid shirts to the table.  For once, I’m gonna like working alongside a hipster.  So if you gave me a shout out this week, good or bad, props to you.  It’s true what they say, there’s no such thing as bad publicity.  Unless you’re Chik-Fil-A.