Name: Brandon Showalter Job: Computer Engineer Age: 28 From: Newport Beach, CA

Links: Home Page, Article on him being kicked off, Lived near and Met Dennis Rodman Link, Info on his next venture "Ultimate Love Test" on ABC - summer of 2004
 

In House Highlights:
Never in the House!!!

So instead here, in his own words from his site - is Brandon's account of how and why he was kicked of Big Brother.  I am posting this here because he might take it down sometime and I love the story!!!  You can read the original text on his site located here.

CBS showed up at my door with a camera crew and a key and within an hour I was whisked away to a modest hotel with the other 12 contestants. Now, this is a long story and I have the attention span of a gnat so I'm going to summarize here. Things were left unsaid with my girlfriend at the time. I was isolated with no phone, TV, or any communication with the outside world for 10 days. I was not handling that too well and my creative side started working and my rebellious side took those ideas to stride. 

Let me start off with saying that I'm not a complete freak, because after you read this you might question. I know the winner of BB4 gets a boat load of money, but the more there is to lose...the more I enjoy the rush of taking a risk. I did not think I would get cause doing the following, and if I were to get caught I figured I would get a slap on the wrists not booted off the show. Guess I was wrong, Oh well...It was a damn fun experience doing it.

Attempt 1- By the 5th day I had reached my threshold and waited until 3am to jump off my 2nd story balcony in an attempt to find a pay phone, give my girl directions to the hotel and have her pay me a few 2a.m. visits in my hotel room. Using my bathrobe belt I tied a knot to the bars over the balcony so I could climb back up. I jumped off the balcony and the slap of my feet on the ground was loud enough to spook the dog in the adjacent house which started barking like nobody's business. Keep in mind my handler (guy who's in charge of me) is located directly beneath me, and at this point if he was to look out his window shades he would be staring straight at me. The barking dog spooked me to climbing into balcony and attempt 1 was a failure...but MAN WAS THAT A RUSH! Note to self: Bathrobe belts are slippery and hard to climb. I was barely able to make it back up.

Attempt 2- During one of my food deliveries by the handler I noticed a couple checking in the room next to me. I waited until dusk then called the room (room to room calls were not disabled), explained my situation and asked if he would allow me to use his cell phone for 2 minutes. I could tell by his voice he was teetering on his decision, but after a few moments he told me he was not comfortable with lending me the cell phone. That call to his room was yet another rush because for I knew he could have been a producer, but based on my assessment of the couple I felt it was worth the risk. 

Attempt 3- This one still cracks me up. Since I spent a few years cabling buildings I'm fairly savvy to way things are laid out behind drywall. This was the plan: tap into the adjacent rooms phone lines and place my call. It seemed all to easy. First I removed every phone jack in the room hoping that their phone jack would be placed right behind mine since their room was the mirror image. No luck. One of my phone jacks was next to my bed and headboard. I took the mattresses and stacked them against the wall then removed the headboard to expose the hidden wall which I was about to tackle. Using the weight lifting gloves I packed, I took a butter knife from my last meal and began the slow process of cutting squares in the wall searching for that magic phone jack. I don't know if you ever have tried to cut drywall with a butter knife...but let me tell you, its friggin hard! Especially when your handler is sleeping right under you and your forced to wiggle your cuts instead of saw them due to the obvious noise it made. So I'm 3 holes down, sweaty, tired, and have white drywall power all over my face when there is a knock at the door. I looked through my peep hole and it's Arnold and his 2 sidekicks to discuss some logistics of the show. I had a minor panic attack and quickly reassembled everything as fast and quiet as possible. I answered the door 2 minutes later sweaty and out of breath. Due to a loss of words the comment, "sorry, I was having a nightmare" dribbled off my lips. Hahah! I could not think of anything better to say. I'm sweaty, out of breath, and it took me 2 minutes to answer the door. My only other option would have been to tell him I was rubbing one out and had to finish! To this day I don't know if they found out about this one. Man was that fun!

Attempt 4- This is my weakest attempt...and the one that got me kicked off the show! I used my room phone to call the maid service and asked if they had the capabilities to access an outside line. They said no sorry...and that was it! They called the producers and ratted me out. This little thing is what got me kicked off Big Brother. It's so funny...if they only knew."