Welcome everyone, to the new season of the Real World. Have you heard? It's in New Orleans. I wasn't sure if you caught that, given the nine million promos MTV has been running for it. Anyway, the episode kicks off with the standard "true story" script except instead of "picked to live in a house," they've been "picked to live in a mansion." I kind of wish they would skip the credits on the first episode, because it ruins any drama there might normally be about who exactly made the cut. Then again, the commercials during the casting special did the same thing, so I don't know why it matters.
The first roommate we meet is Julie, a twenty-year-old from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, who is a student at Brigham Young University. She's standing on a street corner, waiting for her luck to change, with a guitar case. Oh good Lord, please tell me we won't have to listen to her playing the guitar. I would be willing to bet that she really, really likes Jewel. Just a hunch. Julie is wearing a cardigan sweater and hugging herself as if it's a little chilly. Anyway, she tells us that she's waiting for a "streetcar" that's going to take her to her new place where she'll meet new people. I guess that's for those of you who have never seen or heard of this show before. In an interview, where Julie is wearing a really bright yellow sweatshirt that hurts my eyes, she tells us that she goes to Brigham Young University, in case you are illiterate, or forgot the information that was displayed on the screen ten seconds earlier. She tells us BYU is 99.5\% Mormon. This seems like an appropriate place to say that I was under the impression that people of the Mormon faith preferred to be called Latter-Day Saints or LDS, but since Julie says Mormon, I'm going to as well. At her university, co-ed living is against the rules, and they don't know that she is going to be on the Real World, and she doesn't know how they'll react when they find out. Well, since it's against the rules, I would guess they won't be that happy.
Next we see David, a twenty-two-year old from Chicago, Illinois, who attends Culver-Stockton College. He's carrying a backpack with an Ernie (from Sesame Street) doll attached. In an interview, he tells us that he thinks his roommates initial reaction to him will be fear. He's a big fella. He's got those crazy, lumpy neck muscles. David is wearing a tank top. Men should not wear tank tops, except for working out, or sleeping. Even then, it's iffy. Plus, Julie was wearing a sweater, so I'm guessing it's not so hot that David just couldn't stand to wear sleeves.