This blog entry comes to you from New Mexico – sadly not the Hyatt Regency Tamaya Resort and Spa, the site of Katie’s The Bachelorette season – but rather the Hilton Garden Inn Albuquerque Uptown, 23 miles away. One of these things is not like the other. Tuesday’s episode could be summarized by the Blood,... Continue Reading →
Oh Mari Won’t You Weep?
“So much and yet so little.” My Daughter Diandra (MDD) aptly summarizing this evening’s Paradise wackiness. If there were a theme for tonight, it would be another MDD observation, “We need a search and rescue mission for these relationships.” In that regard, we can start with Mari, who lit her relationship with Kenny on fire... Continue Reading →
Of Trichotomies and Dichotomies
The deceit of Paradise is that, despite the madness, at its core, it’s like the rest of The Bachelor franchise in that ultimately, it’s about two people coming together. This is a lie. The truth – and we love it so[1] – is that it ultimately is about two people coming apart in myriad, maniacal... Continue Reading →
Demi Does Damage
“Looking forward to the chaos.” “No one is safe.” “Welcome to Paradise.” These were actual lines uttered by Paradise participants. Nothing describes this show better than that. All we need is some music. Mr. DJ, how ‘bout some Temptations Ball of Confusion? I’m not even going to try to build a chronology of events for... Continue Reading →
Let the Summer Madness Begin!
“I enjoyed kissing Tre more than his uncle”, is something you can only expect to hear on Bachelor in Paradise. For some reason, we didn’t get the tongue-in-cheek-and-so-cheesy-it-works theme song, so I’m gonna have to play DJ and cue up Motley Crüe Girls, Girls, Girls, and Lady Gaga Boys Boys Boys. As always, the first... Continue Reading →
Elton Obsessed With an Idolist (me, too)
When Sir Elton John is calling something “probably one of the most seminal records I’ve heard in the last 10 years”, to me, that makes listening a moral obligation. And after I recovered from being gobsmacked like Sir Elton, I did some research. In that research, I found that the lead singer of the band... Continue Reading →
Everybody Needs Therapy. Or More Wine.
Me, angrily at 8:45 Eastern Standard Time: “I refuse to let myself believe she ends up with Blake!” And then My Daughter Diandra (MDD) chides me for not having had enough wine at that point to prepare myself for this sudden, horrifying realization. Here is how this season ended. Blake picks out an engagement ring... Continue Reading →
