Amanda here. Dad's turning over the blog to me to post another essay I wrote a few years ago in a creative writing class. Our assignment was to write about an obsession we have, and I immediately knew my essay had to be about The Price Is Right. This essay has nothing whatsoever to do with Catherine, or James Neville, except that I'm sure they, too, must have loved The Price is Right, because who DOESN'T love The Price Is Right??? Also, while I couldn't find a way to work this into the essay, you can go here for a complete listing of all the pricing games ever played on TPIR. Ever. Complete with history and pictures and trivia about each game. You're welcome.
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I am a lifelong fan of The Price Is Right. It’s true I’ve never been on the show, but
don’t think I don’t fantasize about it.
Often. I think it may be the
only good reason to go to Los Angeles. I
cannot remember a time when I wasn’t aware of the TPIR. Every holiday and sick day was spent in front
of the television, taking guesses at the current cost of a Buick Skylark, or
baking soda. When I asked my mother why this was, she responded that her mom
watched TPIR with her when she was a child, a sort of non-response that made it
sound as if she believed the act of passing on an appreciation for The Price Is
Right was a key part of motherhood.

When
Drew Carey took over, I was worried. But they did a masterful job of weaving
the old in with the new, keeping just enough of the 1970s colors and kitschy props and
replacing just enough tired ideas and technology. I still watch at every opportunity, and in fact once spent a full year of unemployment watching
every day, reminding myself of the lessons TPIR taught me long ago: pay
attention to the costs of everyday life; when given the opportunity, run down
the aisle with exuberance; and if you lose, at least you got to play.
-- Amanda
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Jimmy LeDuke
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