Cash Crabby

Finally, after an interminable wait, my sister-in-law (hee hee, I have a sister-in-law) and her husband appeared on the Discovery Channel's game show called Cash Cab (British readers might remember it from its debut in Blighty last year). Their appearance was long overdue: the production company had assured them they would be on last year (nope) and then at a later date (shakes head) before a quick resheduling last night. Bookmakers in Vegas had actually taken to ask what would occur first - their screening or the Second Coming. And lo, it came to pass...well, as it turned out, it was Jess and Jeremy. I won't bore you with the details (distinctly unfunny cab driver asks increasingly difficult questions. They aced them all, complete with obligatory high fives) but yours truly played a leading role in being their mobile shout out (thank you, Cingular!). Naturally, I got the question wrong (which Baltic nation won its first Olympic medal in 1992 at the basketball? Trust me: in 1992, I was pleased just to be able to spell 'Baltic') but am proud to have been called "useless" afterwards (like, cheers). The cab driver then questioned why I was used (they already knew the answer) whilst the icing on the cake was there for all to see: my name had been spelt as 'Glenn'. And you must know how I love that...Speaking as someone who has received almighty bollockings in his time for typos onscreen, I trust that the offending producer will be fired over this. Or at least be made to sit in that bloody cab as it makes its way around Manhattan.