The Bachelorette

I watched the Bachelorette this season, just like I watched it last season. I'm happy to report that I didn't get into it myself. All it took was the gentle coaxing of pretty ladies and all the sudden I'm a fan. I'll admit that this season was pretty good. Last season wasn't that great and left me wondering whether I would ever watch it again. 

This show is my dose of drama in my life. I don't know how some people manage to have so much drama in their lives, but I just don't have any. Well, not any that I really care about.

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"But Zach, how could you ever live life without any drama?"

"I don't know. I just seems easier this way."

"Wow. That just sounds so boring.

You need to get a real life."

"Actually, it's quite wonderful.

Liberating.

Refreshing.

Stress-free.

It's just plain awesome!"

"Well, whatever.

I need to go talk/complain/cry/exaggerate about something/someone.

You aren't giving me anything."

"I think I gave you plenty."

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Anyway, this season was quite enjoyable. There was plenty of stupid guys and a couple of rock-solid guys that I wanted to win. I liked Arie up until the end. He became a little creepy by the end. Sean was awesome and I wouldn't have minded had he won. Jef was my underdog hero. Local Utah boy. Isn't hiding behind tons of muscles. Just a simple, cool kid. 

My friends got together for the finale (friends meaning all my girl friends). We were all rooting for Jef. We had "J" cupcakes and other treats and snacks. We all even made t-shirts. I missed the little party some of them had to make t-shirts so I took it upon myself to make my own stellar t-shirt. It needed to be good. I needed to impress. I needed to have the best one. Why did I need to have all this? I don't know. I guess because my ego said so. 

Here's what I came up with.

I found a picture of Jef and vectorized his face. This was going on the front of my shirt. But wasn't just going to stop there. I needed something to fill the back. So, I made up some twitter hashtags.

I printed them on some simple iron-on sheets and I had my final product.

I thought it turned out great when I first did it. After its first wash, the clear parts of the face and the background of the hashtags turned kind of white, but that's ok. And the gray turned green. Whatever. I wore it with pride and cheered on the Utah-grown Jef Holm. I'm glad he won. That would have been a little embarrassing.