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 I've worked as a writer for about 10 years now in damn near every capacity: marketing copy, scripts, journalism, and a lot of ghostwriting. But for the past couple years I've also been with a production company in L.A. Working behind the camera, primarily developing and creating content for NPOs. I've been very fortunate to stay busy during the past year.

Oh, and I just got a dog. His name is Theodore Jackhammer, he's a 5-month-old Australian shepherd, and everything I own now has bite marks on it.

What is your proudest moment ever from playing Survivor? I Never Knew How Much Love My Heart Could Hold Until Someone Called Me Grandma Shirt

Has to be the tribal when Jeff Kent when home in Philippines, when I pulled out the idol before the vote.

True story: I came up with the concept of that move before landing on the island. I have the notebook to prove it, slowly molding in a stinky garbage bag with all my old island clothes and memorabilia. Essentially, I had this wild idea about "forced time," that if you were in trouble, you could create a frenzy by changing the dynamics of a vote when you knew a deadline was close — i.E., sitting at Tribal, waiting to vote — which prevents your rivals from reconvening to plot a new strategy.

Then, lo and behold, on the last aired episode of One World before we got on a plane for the Philippines, Colton essentially threatened to do something very similar with an idol. I don't remember the exact situation, but I was fuming — this kid was about to steal my brilliant idea.

Fast-forward about a month, my heart's beating like a renegade jackhammer because friggin' Blair Warner outed my idol and I've got no idea how to handle it. But moments before we walked up the stairs to Tribal, I remembered this wonky idea I'd had back home, cackled, and whipped the bastard out a couple minutes later.

The move to boot Phillip in Caramoan was essentially a doubled-down version of the same gambit. Force adversaries to reform a plan and give them no time to do so, then pocket the idols when they turn on each other. (To everyone reading this: Yes, I know I flubbed the execution, I knew it before we even got to the vote, so I don't need you to slide another essay in my DMs explaining how I could have handled it better.) Because I had a crazy idea one night months before Philippines started, we now have live Tribal Councils. I'm so sorry.

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