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 →

As always, I had written a page full of lovingly snarky notes as raw material for my usual lovingly snarky (and hopefully, high quality) take on this week’s episode (#4). But I didn't see the gut-punch coming. I don’t know how others felt when Caelyn told her story of her sexual assault but it sure... Continue Reading →

[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 →

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 →

“Your favorite men of the season are back!” Except we didn’t have any favorites – well, I actually did have one but just one. And while Chris was re-introducing the guys to us, My Daughter Cassandra (MDD) and I kept saying, “Who was he? Was he on this season?” Male Model Jordan (MMJ) spoke for... Continue Reading →

[Cue up Allman Brothers Stormy Monday] They call it stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad I fly quite frequently and have experienced the shock of air turbulence. When it’s really bad, your attention gets focused so intensely that you cannot think of anything else while you anxiously wait for it to end. That was Monday’s... Continue Reading →