I've got no problems with Anderson Cooper. Granted I don't watch his show all too often. I do appreciate his willingness to report from the front lines and his ability to look so good in the process. It's a news feature show. I think he respects journalism more than many other TV news personalties as well. A straight shooter if you will. The weird thing about AC is his infatuation with The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Why anyone finds those personality bankrupt, materialistic people interesting is beyond me.Do you find Anderson Cooper and his flashy style of personality journalism as empty and annoying as I do? And if so, who/where do you turn to for better journalism be it print, web and/or broadcast? (Please note I mean no disrespect to Anderson cooper's face or his.. biceps.)
A few people thought I was an asshole or stuck up at first. I think that happens because I can be a little shy at first, my friends would say otherwise but whatever. Then, I'm confident in my opinions and am decently well spoken which may threaten some people? I don't know. It's just very surprising because I'm a pretty nice guy, certainly not an asshole. Although I have zero tolerance for ignorance or excessive bro-ish behavior. Just no.What is a common misconception many people have about you when they first meet you? Why do you think that is? If you don't have an answer for this, then.... what is one quality you wish you did a better job of projecting?
Depends on the situation.Bonus (if it was good enough for Bill Clinton in an MTV forum, it's good enough for you): Boxers, briefs or boxer-briefs? And, why?
Soccer or Working Out: Compression shorts. Keeps everything securely in place
Out and about: boxer-briefs. They work better with tighter jeans, are comfy and look better while stripping down to them.
At home: Boxers/boxer-briefs. It's pretty much whatever.
Mixing situational undergarments could be risky though. I had a rather embarrassing situation arise going home with someone I met at a club. Being rather drunk I forgot I was wearing knee length soccer compression shorts because I was totally out of any other clean underwear. As my pants were getting removed for me the rather confused individual asked if I was wearing spandex. It was all downhill from there.