As you all know, ABC finally revealed the 24 young ladies and one grandma who will undoubtedly declare their love of swilling Merlot with long-haired men who look like a shaggy Groban in tight grey Levis. Last week I posted the extended promo spot that showcased a gaggle of girls dressed like the Kardashians, made up like Vegas showgirls and potty mouths that rival any weathered dude one may find
Hello Bachelor friends! Thanks so much for all the alerts, texts, Facebooks, tweets and calls that ABC posted the faces and features of the women vying for Groban’s love and affection. Traditionally, I would pour over the ladies’ stat sheets and reveal my top four contestants based on look and answers alone, but today’s schedule does not permit me to truly give the time and dedication this process deserves. Perhaps
Dear Santa, I’m sure you are wondering why Michael Bublé’s Christmas album isn’t on my wish list. That’s because it actually came out in October and I waiting patiently for December ripped it open the minute my friend Keri presented it to me weeks ago. Oh how I’ve loved every single song Santa! You can imagine my ELATION when I discovered that Mr. Bublé will be hosting his very own
Dear Santa, You recall my undying love for The Notebook, right? How could you forget? I wrote you about 700 letters in 2004 asking you to please bring me both Noah Calhoun and a copy of the DVD for Christmas. I’m still waiting on that first request big fella. Any day now would be great. Thanks. As I was saying, The Notebook is forever burned in my being as Nicholas
