I'm not a “reality show” kind of guy (even though there will always be a place in my heart for the first few episodes of American Idol – when the talentless twits are still in the running). Joe Millionaire. Jake and I agree: this is either going to be really good or really stupid. I know that women say that money isn't important, but I've been married for the better part of three four years and let me tell you – it's important. It's very important. If you don't have money, you don't eat. Having millions of dollars on hand would be great, but billions of us are going to live well below that line.

When Gretchen and I met, I was already knee-deep in student loans and well on my way to becoming a high school teacher. Fate intervened, and I'm now a business owner, magazine columnist, and television show host. Had I attained such titles before the initiation of our relationship, I might never have trusted her true intentions. I do, implicitly (for what it's worth). Would she have given me a second look? Would have you? It's a question with which I never care to wrestle. When I walk into a computer superstore, they don't know who I am or what I do – and I don't mind. When you peel away all the layers, I'm just a geek with a bad sense of humor.