Sympathy for the Devil

[alternative title Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead] “I’m sorry for your loss, Dad.” [cue The Love I Lost by Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes] I appreciated my daughter’s heartfelt sentiments. Indeed, I was more than momentarily dazed by the demise of Demi the Dastardly Diva. I was also stunned by how it seemed to... Continue Reading →

Is She More Than the Dark Horse?

They just don’t get it, do they? In this case, it’s Elyse who can’t seem to handle the heat she put herself into, i.e. wanting to be solo with a guy who’s dating fifteen other women BECAUSE THAT’S HOW THIS SHOW WORKS!!!!! So, Elyse packed up and left but not before explaining that it wasn’t... Continue Reading →

Keep Hope Alive. Or Not.

[cue High Hopes, either Sinatra or Panic! At the Disco] Sydney the NBA Dancer hopes all the drama between the girls is over (that sound you hear is me snickering). Caelyn hopes her pageanty past with Hannah B. won’t come between her and Colton (that sound you hear is me snorting). Of course, we experienced... Continue Reading →

A Vile or Vacuous Villainess?

Firsts. What firsts would I sling[1] around to a group of strangers to try to impress someone? My first record I bought with my own money? My first concert? My first time hearing Sexy Back? With so many fond memories of memorable firsts, I would have told a story to own the Group Date. [cue... Continue Reading →

Colton, Cacophony and Chemistry

Each first night of The Bachelor asks the existential question, “How many women are too many for one man? I have three in my family and I’ll just say that I’m glad it’s not the 30 Colton has to deal with. Consider this season’s challenge. As soon as you say, “the one in the red... Continue Reading →

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