Survivor 37: “Mr. Cool”

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Natalia is gone. I am not surprised. The bossy engineer was the First Boot on Rob’s boot list, and 10th in my boot order.

Bi, who was my pick for First Boot, has voluntarily quit, despite being cleared, by the medics, to continue. Rob, in comparison, had the Killer Bi coming in at 7th place. Unfortunately, the Bi’s knees didn’t hold up.

Survivor Rankings, post-Episode 4:

  1.  Ultimate Sole Survivor: Christian
    a. The Know-It-All – younger male, snarky, super-fan, embodies the type, nervous
  2. Alison
    a. Erin Brockovich – everyday kind of woman, ‘normal’ job, doesn’t play hard
  3. Dan
    a. Seduce and Destroy – most diverse type (could be smart, mean or naive); salesman

    1. Found an Idol: 2 Points
  4. Cowboy Carl
    a. True Grit – older athletic or military male; tough guy, you see what you get

    1. Found an Idol Nullifier: 2 Points
  5. Jeremy Crawford
    a. Social Butterfly – vivacious, bonds with both genders, outgoing, social, savvy

    1. Got Voted Out: – 5 Points
    2. Found an Idol: 2 Points
  6. Angelina
    a. Meredith Grey – young, professional, intense; overthinks, gets a blind-slide
  7. Alec
    a. Surfer Dude – easy-going, calls everyone ‘bro,’ keeps their closest allies; Tyson, Aras
  8. Natalie
    a. The Wise Older Woman – can see through all of your nonsense; no hugs
  9. Elizabeth Olsen
    a. Mommy Dearest – older woman who has kids; Tina
  10. Natalia
    a. The Oh-No You Didn’t – will go off

    1. Got Voted Out: – 5 PointsNatalie the Hero-Villain
  11. “Davie”
    a. Ponyboy (“The Outsiders”) – young male outside of the mainstream, sensitive

    1. Found an Idol: 2 Points
  12. Pat
    a. The Heisenberg
    MEDEVAC: -3 Points
  13. Nick Wilson
    a. The Good Ole Boy
  14. The Mayor of Slamtown
    a. The (Pseudo) Specialist – middle-aged guy who loves himself and the old days
  15. Mike White
    a. Mr. Miyagi – older male player, wise, dad of the tribe, reliable season narrator
  16. Kara Kay
    a. The Siren – flirtation and charm are their game, seen as a threat
  17. Gabby
    a. Chelsea Handler – witty, cute, anxious, neurotic; nerd bait, ‘manic pixie girl’
  18. Lyrsa (purple hair)
    a. Lady Gaga – female not like the others, New-Agey (Kaitlyn, Rockstar), flaky, flip
  19. Jessica
    a. Little Red Riding Hood
    First Voted Out of the Season: -15 Points

    1. Got Voted Out: – 5 Points
  20. First-One Out: Bi
    b. GI Jane – super athletic female challenge beast, struggles socially

    1. Quitting Voluntarily: -10 Points


First Meeting


Rain poured down, almost slant-wise. The wind howled around the brick apartment buildings, slick with water running off the train tracks. Lightning cut open the sky. Dan turned his collar up against the cloudburst and soaked to the skin, slipped into The Gem.

The bar was packed for a Tuesday night. As the wizened barkeep liked to say, all the rats had come in from the cold. Dan took a seat in the front and ordered one of the pale ales Al had on tap, a cheap, fruity blend from Europe. The buzz of the conversation pressed in on him, everyone in tight, leather coats and black T-shirts, wearing bicycle chains around their necks.

“Interesting choice,” a man at his right elbow opined, in a dry tone. Dan ran his hand through his damp, chestnut hair, and turned to look at the interlocutor, prepared to be annoyed. When his eyes got to the man’s face, however, he came to a full-stop, and then to his embarrassment, did a double-take.

The man’s most distinctive feature was his cat-like eyes – green, blue and flecked with amber. His face was angular, almost chiseled out of stone. He had a tall forehead, but his face still managed to have a gentleness about it, a playfulness. Mischief animated the crinkles at the corners of his eyes, when he smiled, as he did now, with obvious bemusement.

His long, thin fingers toyed with the rim of a glass of whiskey, which he turned at odd intervals. Those eyes were alive with the fires of harmless wickedness, genuine fun. He wore a cappuccino shirt and a black jacket.

“I could say the same for you,” Dan retorted, trying to look cool, only to succeed in appearing daft.

The man, his natural hair color a dirty auburn, almost blond, shook his head, “So what’s your name?” His voice was deep and rich, like rivers in an aquifer.

“Dan,” he responded, managing to pull his tongue off the roof of his mouth just in time.

The man shifted closer, his dark suit flowing into the gloom of the bar. His movements were lithe but calculated. His eyes danced with delight and seemed to burn into Dan’s soul, “Dan, eh? May I buy you a drink Dan?”

Dan blinked, dumbstruck. “Sure,” he got out, “And your name?”

“My name is Cai,” he said, another slow grin spreading across his face. He signaled Al over and placed a tenner on the table.



Forgot About Dre (Instrumental) – Dr. Dre feat. Eminem

Cry Me a River (Instrumental) – Justin Timberlake