I know I say this all the time, but I really have no clue how I can convey the level of complete boredom that was a result of last night’s episode. My watching party consisted of four dear friends (if you see Carrie Darrah…tell her Happy Birthday for me!) and of those four dear friends, three of them were working, one almost fell asleep and I found myself listing all
“What the BLEEP happened?” Yes. It was the explicative heard around the world. Unless, of course, you missed it because your television was on mute due to Kacie B.’s exit interview in which she communicated with sounds only dogs and dolphins could relate. Knowing that Kacie B. was unaware of her parents’ issues with this silly reality show known as The Bachelor and its messy haired suitor Groban, I’d be
Thank goodness last night’s episode showcased a high school marching band and a fake wedding. Otherwise it would have been the equivalent of watching traffic court on your local public access television station. Somehow, I managed to cobble together an article for the Huffington Post. Check it out HERE and come back later this afternoon for the recap. PS: Groban’s hair was as ridiculous as his cowboy outfit. Discuss.
Nothing says “Happy Valentine’s Day” like celebrating the forced confession of love from an assortment of barefoot hopefuls battling for the coveted rose bud of a mundane Bachelor who is vying for the affection of a pouty mouth swimsuit model. It’s reassuring to assume that Hallmark probably has a special section in their store for these people. I’ve been sitting here, staring at a blank page for several minutes, trying
We know the season is pretty abysmal when the most interesting thing that happens is saved for the quirky 30-second sound off at the end of the show. Courtney casually picking up a tarantula as if it were a sweet cuddly kitten is proof that her insides are scrambled or she’s an ABC plant. Give me an entire date filled with this freakishness and call me entertained. What’s really sad
