Are my friends just actors? Are my family member paid to love me...because I can't imagine someone loving me on purpose. I hope millions of people aren't watching me because then they know who I am...the guy who has secrets, who keeps things to himself, who fails every day, who makes choices that hurt other people, who almost never shares his faith.
I wonder if things would change if I knew I was on TV. I bet I would be a much better person knowing that millions of people were watching my every move. I'd work out everyday, and I'd say cool things like, "catch you on the flipside" in random conversation, There would probably be a better storyline too. Cars would be chasing me, men with eye patches would be trying to kill me and I would do a lot of martial arts while flying through air and shooting people.
I wonder if I would hear my own soundtrack? I hope John Williams is available. Would it be stealing if the Indiana Jones theme played behind me as I did mundane things. I can just hear that song playing as I check my email, or as I let the dog out, or change a diaper, or watch Survivor, or type a stupid post on my blog, or decide which boxers to wear in the morning. But then, when I kissed me wife, the music would change to something much more romantic. Something like the "Luke looking at the two moon of Tattooine" song from Star Wars...that would be great!
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