Snack of the Afternoon, 8/19/09: YUMMY CUPCAKE

August 19, 2009
Aw, thanks Karen!

Aw, thanks Karen!

No, I’m not using “yummy” as a descriptor (what am I, Rachel Ray?). This cupcake came from an establishment called Yummy Cupcakes. It was gifted to me by my Smart Cookie friend from high school, Karen, who drove up from Orange to see me during a brief visit from Boston (she goes to Hah-vahd Law). She took me out to lunch AND gave me a cupcake, an adorable card, and a Starbucks gift card. (It’s no coincidence that we’re still close friends after all these years.)

I split the cupcake with co-worker Cole (by fortuitous coincidence, this is his favorite flavor), who graciously allowed me to take a two-hour lunch with Karen. So much to say, so little time!

Already I’ve gotten several little celebrations, and my birthday isn’t until tomorrow. I like to spend the whole month celebrating. Why not?

Snack of the Afternoon: Friendship.

xoxo…


Snack Trek: BUFFALO WILD WINGS

August 19, 2009
Here it is, your moment of Buffalo wing Zen.

Here it is, your moment of Buffalo wing Zen.

GUEST POST ALERT! Buffalo wings are not in my scope of knowledge (this is all I got: I recently learned that Buffalo refers to Buffalo, NY– not the animal), but Roomie (aka Rachel of read.watch.buy) is a wing connoisseur, and recently made a pilgrimage to Buffalo Wild Wings in Chino Hills. (Apparently it’s a popular restaurant, elsewhere in these United States.)

This is her story…

I made a serious trek over the weekend to celebrate my new job at my most favorite American food chain: Buffalo Wild Wings (sorry, Chili’s, you’re a close second).  [Editor's clarification: Her new job is not AT Buffalo Wild Wings. Not that there's anything wrong with that.]

I think I’m particularly attached to it because that is the place that my dad and I go to meet for lunch every time, without fail, no matter where we are, for about the past 7ish years.  (As a child of divorce, “dad lunches” are a top priority.  Not to mention, I’m all about free food and now within the past few years, free beer!  As if one needed more proof that I’m my father’s daughter.)

Now, I’m originally from Chicago, where there is no shortage of BWW establishments– so imagine my dismay when, after getting a hankering for my favorite wings, I come to learn the nearest BWW is 33 miles away!  What the hell, L.A.?  Bogus.

“What’s wrong with Hooters?” some have asked me.  Nothing, really.  They’re all right, but they just aren’t as good.

It’s all in the sauce.  The BWW Hot sauce is my favorite wing sauce of life.  Some “Hot” sauces are such effing liars.  One time I ordered the wings from Pizza Hut, because I sure as hell was not going to participate in the pizza eating that was happening around me.  (Okay, I was babysitting and kids just don’t know any better.  I tried to convince them otherwise, but they gave me a resounding “BUT RAAAAAAACHEL, we LOVE Pizza Hut!” And naturally I let them win because they are cute kids.  But in my humble opinion there is absolutely no reason for Pizza Hut, Papa John’s, or Domino’s to even exist in Chicago, but somehow they still survive.  I’m convinced it’s picky children that keep them in business.) So my wings arrive and the “hot” sauce is total BS.  They might as well have given me a chicken wing with nothing on it and it would provide the same taste sensation…or lack thereof.

Let me just say that I love super spicy, freakin’ hot food. [Ed's note: Another major divergence. I am a weakling.] Not to the point where it’s *too* hot to eat and your tongue is on absolute fire, but I don’t mind a little eye-watering and nose-running if the flavor is there.  I realize that’s a gross visual, but it’s the reality if you’re eating GOOD hot wings.  Plus, I think it’s in my competitive nature to see if I can eat hotter food than the people around me.  Yes, I’m that cool. [Or crazy... just sayin'.]

So my lovely friend, Claire, suggests the trek to Chino Hills (I squealed a little at this because I’m a former OC fangirl, especially for Ryan Atwood, yowzas) for some celebratory wings.  So I would wager that BWW has an overall decent menu, but I’m not the one to ask.  I don’t even look at the menu to be honest.  I always order 12 traditional wings with the Hot sauce.  They have 2 levels that are hotter, but sadly they are out of my league.  Once I ordered 5 of the hottest (911 or something it’s called, I don’t remember), which was a “live and learn” moment.  It didn’t go well.  The More You Know!

But this time I ordered TWENTY FOUR wings (take it easy, I will explain) after hearing my dad’s brilliant suggestion earlier that day.  “You should get some to-go if it’s so far away.”  Yessss, great idea, Father.  Sadly, I had my last leftover wing yesterday, but Roomie has expressed coming with next time so a “next time” there will be.  In the meantime, they better open up one closer to my house.  Across the street would be preferable.

Thanks, Rach!

xoxo…


Snack of the Afternoon, 8/18/09: SMUCKER’S MAGIC SHELL

August 18, 2009
Magic Shell in action!

Magic Shell in action!

Today’s Snack of the Afternoon was made possible by the fact that yesterday was co-worker Matt’s birthday. Co-worker John and I went on a secret mission to find a kitchen treat worthy of Matt’s birthday, and I (sort of) covertly discovered that Matt’s favorite ice cream topping is Magic Shell.

A magical turtle is always a trustworthy source.

A magical turtle is always a trustworthy source.

I have seen this in the grocery aisle a million times, but have never purchased it.

When I was a kid I used to get chocolate-dipped ice cream cones at Dairy Queen, but I never had at at-home hardened-chocolate-topping experience. It’s like magic! The cold ice cream sets the chocolate, and the nuts get embedded into the shell… it’s magnificent.

We also tried cupcake flavor, which looked like Funfetti (yay!) but tasted like… cupcake-in-a-bottle. Weird. (In very exciting news, Roomie plans to bake me a Funfetti cake for my birthday!!!) (Exciting for me, at least.) (Suckas!)

Also: Eating an ice cream sundae in the middle of the work day? Pretty awesome.

xoxo…


More to… GASP!

August 18, 2009
Whats up with Lukes stomach? Is the thin PHOTOSHOPPED??!

What's up with Luke's stomach? Is the thin PHOTOSHOPPED??!

While digging around for photos to accompany my next “More to Love” post (it’s on tonight! What will Luke say to Heather?!), I stumbled upon this “shocking” story: Luke has a “secret skinny past!”

WHAT WILL KRISTIAN SAY?! Remember how she scorned Malissa A because she gained her weight after high school?

I don’t particularly care… maybe he was pudgy up until high school. Maybe he was manorexic in high school. Maybe he thought he was fat and felt bad about himself, even when he was less fat than he is now. We don’t know his life! Should we begrudge him his fitter years?

The thing that vaguely skeeves me is the idea that Luke is potentially lying to the girls about his past. Ah well, it just shows you that reality TV shows have writers for a reason. Script, script, script.

I’ll still be watching tonight.

And in case you’re wondering, Luke looked hotter at his original Prom. Somebody make posters!

What do you make of all this? Was Luke nervous about Emme’s “surprise” at the MTL Prom because he thought that she would reveal his shameful secret skinny past? Why are we JUDGING him because he used to be thin? Is this reverse fat-ism? I’m so confused.

xoxo….


Snack Trek: LANGER’S PASTRAMI

August 17, 2009
The vaunted pastrami sandwich (#1).

The vaunted pastrami sandwich (#1).

This Snack Trek is a lie, because I didn’t actually trek anywhere to obtain it. I ordered it through my office, and it was delivered into my greedy little hands. But I’m writing about it because A) People at work have been telling me that Langer’s is THE deli sandwich place for almost a year now, and I have been too cheap to order, and B) It was a really good sandwich.

Located next to MacArthur Park (a seedy neighborhood, and I’m not talking about the seeds on rye bread), Langer’s Deli is somewhat of a mecca (in LA), for those who are “in the know.” I was told that I MUST order the pastrami. Everybody else ordered the #19 (which is apparently the most popular): Pastrami, Cole Slaw, and Swiss Cheese on Rye. I am not a huge fan of the Swiss, so I ordered the Swiss-free #1, which is (paradoxically) less popular.

My co-workers told me that the 1 in 19 signifies “most popular” and the 9 signifies “plus Swiss.” I think they were bullshitting me.

I don’t even think there’s mustard on this sandwich. I am a mustard aficionado, but I didn’t miss it. The meat is thicker and juicier than any pastrami I’ve ever had, and expertly spiced. It was, in a word… delicious. I would definitely drag my deli-loving father there on any given Saturday (if they’re open). And the sandwich was big. I still have a third of it waiting for future eatin’.

One of my co-workers asked if any of us could eat 2 #19′s in 20 minutes or less… for $10,000. I said that I’d certainly be willing to try, and would likely win, if he would pay the almost-$30 that the two sandwiches would cost. (The only potential caveat: No barfing.) Co-worker didn’t believe that I could win, because I am a girl (sexism!), but then I told him that I come from a long line of men who have won food-related bets. He also asked if I’d be willing to compete if I had to pay for the sandwiches. $30 against $10,000? Let me think… yes.

You may be thinking, “No way! You couldn’t even finish one!” It’s not that I couldn’t finish… I was being “lady-like,” and also saving some for later. Plus, I’d eaten a big bowl of cereal for breakfast. If I knew a contest was imminent, I would have been more strategic about my breakfasting. Also, for $10,000… why the heck wouldn’t I try?

Once, at a bar mitzvah, my (then 13-year-old) dad won a bet (or maybe it was an eating contest) by eating a whole tray of “sloppy joes” (actually, tall deli sandwiches) from a South Orange, NJ, institution called Town Hall Delicatessen. As the story goes, he then proceeded to dance with a pretty girl… and barf his guts out. So you can see why the sandwich-eating part is no thang for me, but the no-barfing clause is of some concern. (Also, he took me back there once, and the sloppy joes really are amazing… if deli is your thing.) (It’s my thing.)

Deli, memories, idle bets… all made for a wonderful lunch. Topped of with a dill pickle, of course.

Next time I’ll get the #19. I’m told the Swiss is a must-have enhancer, and that it doesn’t taste too Swiss-y. (I’m more of a Monterey Jack girl, myself.) What can I say? I’m a Langer’s rookie.

xoxo…

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Mad-cap: MAD MEN Episode 301

August 17, 2009
Sal and Don got some "Out of Town" action.

Sal and Don got some "Out of Town" action.

Episode 301, “Out of Town” Air Date: 8/16/09

The great thing about sitting down to a new season of “Mad Men” is having NO IDEA where the show is going to be. How far ahead will they have jumped in time? Where will everyone be in their lives? Here are some highlights of last night’s episode…

Don Draper is in the kitchen heating milk, magically remembering the tragic circumstances of his own birth. It’s really confusing at first, and I’m like, is Don standing in the middle of a Whitman-themed “Our Town” rehearsal? In his house? (Turns out his name is Dick as in PENIS, not as in short-for-Richard. Sad/gross/weird.)

About thirty minutes later, we will find out (when Don tells a flight attendant, who thinks his name is Bill because he’s using his brother-in-law’s luggage) that it’s not only the upcoming baby that triggered the memory parade– it’s Dick Whitman’s birthday (for the unenlightened, Don IS Dick Whitman). Aww, it’s his real birthday and nobody knows it! (Don is full of SECRETS.)

The milk is not for the baby but for still-pregnant Betty, so we know that less than nine months have passed. Also, Betty calls little Sally a “little lesbian” for getting into Don’s tools. Heh. (Also, a little gay foreshadowing for you… not for little Sally, but for Big Gay Sal.)

We find out from the new British boss-man at Sterling Cooper (Mr. Pryce) that there IS no fog in London (whaaat?)… it was actually pollution, during the Dickens era. (Oddly, this morning I was reading Julia Child’s “My Life in France”– thanks, Roomie!– and she talked about the “French fog,” which was post-WWII pollution. And it was foggy– in the weather sense, I think– in LA last night.) Anyway, my mind is BLOWN. San Francisco still has real fog– right?!

Mr. Pryce has an uppity British male secretary, who flirts with all of the other secretaries but doesn’t want to do typing… he’s what the Brits would call a “prat.” Pryce also gives Ken and Pete the same promotion. Of course, Ken’s cool with it and Pete is MAD. Luckily Pete’s awesome wife Trudy is there to calm him, in a crazy black Hot Dog on a Stick hat.

Joan is still engaged (to the rapey doctor)… and still hostile to Peggy. Also, Joan’s bust is bigger than ever! It’s INSANE. (More to love!) Pete and Peggy don’t interact at all… things are still pretty awkward post- “I had your baby and gave it away,” I’m guessing.

BEST FOR LAST: Incredibly repressed Big Gal Sal (I say that with the utmost of affection) finally had a Big Gay Encounter (!!!) during a business trip to Boston with Don. No, he doesn’t do the gay stuff with Don… he gets it on with a short, spry little hotel bellman, who turns out to be quite hot once he takes off his uniform. Just as Bellman’s hand enters Sal’s pants, the FIRE ALARM goes off!! WHY?!!?

Don climbs down the fire escape and sees Sal with the half-dressed Bellman! UH OH. But Don is cool. Also, Don is with a stewardess (I know, I know, not PC– but that’s what they were called, back then… and up until fairly recently).

The next day Sal is late to a meeting, and I’m fairly certain that he DID IT with the Bellman (YES!) and that it was his first time. “Mad Men” is all about trying to figure out what’s being concealed, and I am deducing that the Bellman finished what he started. Sal was really paranoid that Don KNEW, and Don did KNOW, but he warned him to be discreet in ad-pitching code. (I wasn’t clear on whether Don KNEW, but my friends told me that the ad-pitch was a subtle KNOW.)

(You can see Bryan Batt’s take on it here.) (He’s the actor who plays Salvatore Romano.)

Don gets home, and little Sally apologizes for breaking his suitcase. She didn’t want him to go! Because at the end of last season he almost didn’t come back. He kisses her on the head. There there, little Sally. I fuck other women, but I always come back to Mommy. (He kept staring at the flight attendant’s slender stomach, and I felt a pang of “you jerk,” that he was cheating on his preggo wife.)

Next week on: You can never tell with “Mad Men” previews. Intrigue. Betrayal. Etc.

It’s weird because until this season Jon Hamm just WAS Don Draper, and coming back to the show last night it took me a few minutes to get used to Serious Draper and flush the SNL-appearing, Jimmy Kimmel-friending, “30 Rock”-cameo-ing Jon Hamm out of my mind. Because Jon can be funny, but Don is SERIOUS.

Hoping for more Big Gay Action for Sal this season… and I think he’s going to get it! (I feel really bad for his poor wife, though. He’s mean to her. Then again, he cooks really delicious Italian food for her. Not the worst trade-off.)

xoxo…

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The Death of Death: TRUE BLOOD Episode 209

August 17, 2009
Hope to replace this with a more relevant pic ASAP.

Hope to replace this with a more relevant pic ASAP.

Episode 209: “I Will Rise Up” Air date: 8/16/09

What happened on True Blood tonight? Here’s a short recap… really! I kind of shed the chronology and went character by character. And some of the snark is lost with the detail. But… it’s readable!

Everyone lived through the bombing, except for Stan, Luke (duh), and a bunch of extras.

Sookie sucked silver out of Eric’s chest after Eric blocked her from the bomb, because she thought he was dying (Eric smiled). The blood-sucking made it so that Eric can sense Sookie’s whereabouts and emotions…

Bill: He’ll be able to sense your emotions.

Sookie: (to Eric) You big lying a-hole!

Eric: Bill, you’re right. I believe I CAN sense her emotions. (HA!)

More importantly, the blood-drinking (“I tried to spit it all out…” Sookie says. HEH!) caused Sookie to have incredibly sexy and romantic dreams about mostly-naked Eric (Eric smiles all over this episode!). Sorry Bill, but Eric wins the sexiest vampire award, hands-down. (How awkward must this be for Alexander Skarsgard, knowing that Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer are engaged?) Lorena was in the dreams, but it was just an annoying cameo. And Sookie was naked, because she’s a trooper.

Bill spent a lot of time sleeping while Sookie did other stuff. Oh yeah, at the beginning he started to be bad-ass and suck a Fellowship guy dry, but then he wussed out. (Or “showed mercy.” Semantics.)

“We can do everything when we figure out how,” Hoyt says to Jessica, curled on Bill’s couch post-no coitus. That statement baffles me, a little. Jessica thinks Hoyt should break up with her, but Hoyt says, “Hell no… I ain’t perfect either. I’m a guy that people laugh at. Even my friends.” (Oh my gosh, I’M that guy, too!) Continuing: “But you never have. I never want to hear you talk about breaking up.” Awww (?).

Hoyt is proud that Jessica is his girl, and he sings her to sleep from outside of her cubbyhole. Lucky for us, we cut out after a few seconds of singing. “My sweet vampire…” (At least he isn’t pulling a Luke and using “Little Bunny Foo Foo” as the melody.)

(You might notice that the tenses are getting CRAZY. I tried… but in the end, I surrendered.)

Hoyt argued with his mom/Maxine and accused her of being “full of hate” (she cried “crocodile tears,” as my dad calls them), but he still ate her grilled cheese. Maxine agreed to meet Jessica at Merlotte’s, and almost seemed won-over when Jessica said, “Somebody made me a vampire against my will, Ms. Fortenberry. I don’t have a family anymore… except your wonderful son.”

But then Maxine said enough mean things to make Jessica’s fangs pop, and she said, “I can give him everything that a human could.” Then Maxine reminded Jessica that she can never have babies, and Jessica was muy sad, and Hoyt left the bar with Jessica… never to go home to his mama again? (And Mama ended up in the bar with zombie eyes.)

Arlene was stressed because she’s the only waitress who hasn’t been killed (other than Sookie, who has been absent from Merlotte’s all season and doesn’t even count anymore). “What if there’s a curse out there?” she asks Lafayette. He answers, deadpan but not serious, “I’ll look out for you if you look out for me.” Heh.

Terry was back (“Order up! I think.”), and was glad to learn that he had sex with Arlene. “I didn’t mean to be peculiar at you.” They have a confusing make-up. Oh, Terry, you bring the joy.

Lafayette flipped out over Tara’s bruises and got into a barroom brawl with Eggs over whether Eggs was the abuser. YES! (While lunging at Lafayette, Eggs accidentally slammed into Tara, which… sorry, but HA.)

Lafayette and Tara’s mom walked in on Maryann, Tara, and Eggs playing a no-rules (?) game of strip poker. Maryann was intrigued by Lafayette (who isn’t?). “I don’t know what you is,” Lafayette says to Maryann. “But I’m feeling you. And you’s a soul-less bitch.” That’s why he is the smartest.

Lafayette and Tara’s madre kidnapped black-eyed Tara from the House that Used to be Sookie’s (not before another Fight Club moment) and Maryann said that they’d all come back as black-eyed zombies. Oh no! Be strong, Lafayette.

Sam was in jail, but then turned into a fly (don’t get swatted!) and escaped just before Maryann came to use him for her sacrifice, or whatever. He went to Sookie’s and witnessed the whole Tara-napping. By the end he was naked at Andy’s motel, and Andy let him in because… he understands that this shit is crazy. (Also, Sheriff Dearborne has the zombie-eyes now, too.)

Maryann was… y’know, a bitch who wants to sacrifice Sam, and wants everybody to get wild and uncivilized and ecstatic with their love for whatever god is the opposite of the god Godric is looking to meet. She’s really condescending to Tara and Eggs in the “you should want to lose control” scene. And they don’t even throw us a bone with any Carl the Manservant subservient antics to laugh at.

And oh yeah, Jason might start using his brain… maybe. He definitely wears a hotel robe… now he’s on the Robe Side. His scene with Sookie felt oddly sexual. And he’s sad about Gran dying? Oh, because now he and Sookie are really alone in the world. Pouty face! Sad.

The Newlins debated Nan Flanagan on TV, with the paintball bruise still in the middle of Steve’s forehead. Steve and Sarah fought on TV, and she told him that she hates his hair. Ha! On TV!

Nan Flanagan (of the American Vampire League, in case you forgot… and now she’s finally here in person!) was really pissed at Godric, and wanted Godric to resign as Sheriff (he’s cool with that) and sign some paperwork… Isabel’s mayor now, in case you cared. Nan makes some snit about having power because she’s on TV. Of course, everybody (Sookie, Isabel, Eric) tries to defend Godric because he stopped a lot more shit from going down, but Godric doesn’t mind taking the blame. He’s ready to shuffle off this mortal coil, anyhow.

Godric: I’m sorry. I apologize for all the harm I have caused, all our lost ones– human and vampire. I will make amends. I swear.

Nan: Take it easy, it’s just a few signatures.

After that speech, Bill punched Eric in the face, even though it was obviously not the time. (Also, there is a LOT of face-punching on this show. He was filling a quota!) Eric goes to the roof, where Godric is waiting for the sun to rise. Nooooo, Godric! You’re too beautiful to die!

Godric: Two thousand years is enough.

Eric: I cannot accept this. It’s insanity.

Godric: Our existence is insanity… we don’t belong here.

Eric: But we ARE here.

Godric: It’s not right. We’re not right.

Eric: You taught me there is no right or wrong… only survival or death.

Godric: I told a lie, as it turns out.

Eric: I will keep you alive by force.

Godric: Even if you could, why would you be so cruel?

This is the part where I started to cry, because it totally seemed like the type of talk you’d have with an old person who just wants to die already. And then there was Swedish. So I was swooning and crying. And Eric was crying and talking in high-pitched Swedish and sounding like a girl, but it was totally hot. (Eric was in black, Godric was in white, and Sookie was in… pink gingham? Nice symbolic use of color, there.) Godric said the “Father, brother, son” thing (in Swedish) that he said when Eric first met him, and added, “Let me go.” (Somebody bring me a tissue! This is sadder than “More to Love!”)

Eric wanted to die with Godric, but Godric (as his maker) commanded Eric to live. (Thank goodness!) BUT they didn’t make out! I was really hoping for a Godric/Eric makeout… and I maintain that they were lovers, at some point in the past. (Godric says, in Swedish, “There are centuries of faith and love between us.” And Eric told Sookie that he didn’t understand the meaning of love! Psshaw.)

In the end, Sookie stood with Godric as he sacrificed himself to the Sun on the roof of the vamp hotel. (“It won’t take long,” Godric tells her. “Not at my age.) Turns out that Godric gave himself to the Fellowship because he “thought it might fix everything, somehow. But I don’t think like a vampire anymore.” He asks Sookie if she believes in God, and how God will punish him. “God doesn’t punish,” Sookie says. “God forgives.” “I don’t deserve it,” Godric says. “But I hope for it.” The blue pre-dawn light is soooo pretty.

Godric says that he takes the blame for how Eric behaves, and Sookie says, “Eric’s pretty much himself.” His very pretty self! Sookie asks Godric if he’s very afraid, and for the way he says, “No… No! I’m full of joy!” he probably deserves an Emmy. (Also, Alexander Skarsgard deserves an Emmy. And there needs to be a TV series called “Godric & Eric,” all about their antics of olde.)

“I’m afraid for you,” Sookie cried, and I cried. Re: Sookie crying, Godric said, “A human with me at the end. And human tears. Two thousand years, and I can still be surprised.” (Go ahead, give him another Emmy.) “In this I see God.”

For a show that’s obviously not too thrilled about religion, this is surprisingly religious-feeling. But the good, everybody-love-everybody kind of religion.

I recognize that there is a cheese-factor, here. But… sometimes you just have to go with it.

Then the sun rose, and Godric burned in an attractive blue flame (not like nasty-faced Bill when he went in the sun last season). So Godric is the vampire Jesus, but is also looking for Jesus? All righty, then. I’m going to miss him and his all-white styles (and his hottie good looks… hope Allan Hyde’s in another American show/movie ASAP). If I were him I might have killed myself over the very sad loss of the cool bachelor pad… that bomb really destroyed it.

UGH, Godric is gone. What do I have to look forward to, now?

Um, this stuff…

Next week on: Jason and Sookie return to Bon Temps, and find it totally trashed. Carl is back, and Maryann has some living thing to sacrifice (congrats?). Bill doesn’t know how to defeat her?! BILL, WE KNOW YOU READ “Gods and Monsters of Ancient Greece.” FIGURE IT OUT. Jason says, “THIS is the war I’ve been training for.” And it involves chainsaws? And vampires bite people. As usual.

How’d you like the new recap? Did the shortness drain the life out of it? Or does it still “do it” for you? (And did the tense-switching drive you mad? It sure drove/drives me mad. Maybe I’ll even go back and fix it… we’ll find out.)

I’m glad “Mad Men” is back on Sunday nights, because I’m not sure how I’m going to feel about the rest of this season. It looks really Maryann-centric. UGH.

xoxo…

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Tonight on TV: Happy Days are Here Again

August 16, 2009
More to love!

More to love!

For a brief time last summer, each Sunday night was filled with the delights of “Mad Men” AND “True Blood.” At the time, I didn’t actually have HBO, so I never actually got to watch both shows on Sunday night, but they were both ON.

And tonight, just in time for my birthday, the double delight is BACK. That’s right, “Mad Men” premieres at 10pm on AMC (or 7pm, if you are a lucky Californian with DirecTV– which, as luck would have it, I am).

I don’t know yet if I’m going to recap “Mad Men.” If I recap both shows, they will be shorter recaps. (I ALWAYS say that… famous last words.)

I’m actually at home right now for a family birthday shindig thing-a-ma-gig, and then I have to drive back to LA… so I don’t even know if I’ll get a chance to even WATCH both shows tonight. But I’m happy, because I have a life. And DVR exists.

And ON my ACTUAL BIRTHDAY, “Project Runway” is coming back. Talk about a wonderful gift!

I am worrying about blog logistics, when I ought to be rejoicing in the bounties of television!

xoxo…


Back to the Recap: MORE TO LOVE, Episode 3

August 16, 2009
Jaccuse-i! (Just keep reading...)

J'accuse-i! (Just keep reading...)

“More to Love,” Episode 3. Air date: 8/11/09.

I apologize, everybody. Between work and… non-work, it was a crazy week. I fell into that weird funk where I really wanted to write the recap, and my guilt over not writing the recap was keeping me from writing the recap. And then I had to finish reading “Julie & Julia,” because my mother needed it back. But I hadn’t even started it! And then reading about Julie’s blog, my blog felt stupid.

But here I am. I’m doing it! (Foreshadowing: One of the “More to Love” ladies is about to say “do it,” too.)

Also, I apologize about the typos. Because A) I am not wearing my glasses, B) my brain tends to skip over typos (typoes?) and C) my fingers are being a little bit jittery. Crazy fingers!

To the recap!

“It’s time to show America that plus-sized women could do it, too,” says one of the women at the beginning of the episode (I think it’s Magali). Plus-sized women can do it, too? Haha, that has double entendre written all over it.

“Voluptuous, curvy women… that’s always been my thing,” Luke reminds us. If you really evaluate that statement, it’s kind of… I don’t know, creepy? Reducing women to just one thing? I mean, he’s liking something about them that most people judge them for, but… is he really saying that he likes women who are vaguely insecure? Because I feel like this show portrays “curvy” women as insecure. Which isn’t necessarily wrong, but… complicated.

Also, Roomie is annoyed that “curvy” and “overweight” are considered synonymous. “Look at Beyonce!” she cries.

We’re still in the beginning-of-episode drama preview. In one shot, Tali wearing a really cute plaid teal/purple shirt. It’s funny that Tali apparently makes it pretty far, and yet in episodes 1-3 she is basically a non-entity.

Last week: The date-cruise, Heather puked, the swimsuit date, Melissa V cried. Christina had a solo Vegas date, Lauren revealed her backstabby gossip habits.

The redhead who got off last week said, “Those girls are really great, so I hope one of them establishes a true connection with him.” Awww! That’s sweet. Now leave. Get out of here. Scoot!

TODAY

Post-bathing suit date, Kristian is jealous that she didn’t get to see Luke’s bod. She’s asking if Luke is tanned, and wants to know about every “crevice.” Eeeewww.

Christina says, “Somebody just needs to tell her about the chest hair, and that’s about it.” Ha! Funny joke, Christina. Nice zing. I don’t think he has chest hair, and it’s also funny that Christina thinks that anything could turn Kristian off. At this point, Kristian, is a Luke-seeking missile.

Case in point: Kristian says, “I want to pour bbq sauce all over him and eat him like a porkchop.” Okay, that’s disgusting. And secondly… Hello? Stereotype much? The big girl wants to eat?

Kristian interviews, “When I talk about him or see him, I light up like a lightbulb.” She LOVES those Luke-related similes.

Kristian lists a whole bunch of facts about Luke. If there is a Luke-test (a la “Beauty and the Geek”), Kristian will get an A+. Lauren adds, “He has a puppy.” I wonder if she’s thinking about dogs vis a vis wishing Kristian had a muzzle.

Tall-Anna is eating a peanut butter sandwich and wearing a hoodie, and she reminds me of a water-polo player. She says that she worries, because as great of a connection as she has with Luke, she doesn’t know what goes on with the other girls.

Luke enters the Manse of Women in an orange polo. “Girls, get your fine selves down here.” There is a nice symmetry here, because last time Emme wore an orange shirt. Also, glad to see Luke here, instead of Emme. Nice personal touch. You don’t see this happening on “The Bachelor!” (At least, I don’t: I don’t watch “The Bachelor.”)

Luke notes that growing up they were all pushed aside or left out because of their weight, and he wants to make it up to the girls. Ooh, is he sending them all to therapy?

No, he’s… taking them to Prom.

“I think that Prom is a very special event that some of us might have missed out on,” he says. “So… will you all go to the Prom with me?” His voice raises an octave on the question. Haha.

Can I just step in a minute, Luke? It’s cool of you to act like this stuff is your idea, but we all know that the producers totally thought of this. And they’re totally paying for it. And you’re taking all of the girls at once. So… it’s just about as lame as a regular Prom, if not more lame.

They girls say “Yay!” and Luke says, “Good, good. I was nervous.” Heh, it’s hard not to like him. (More to Like!)

Okay, I neglected to mention that there are big silver presents on the floor. Before I thought they were invitations, but now that I see the scale, they are way too big to be invitations. They are… full of Prom dresses. Oh no, let the drama begin! (Or not. Oddly, the girls don’t fight over the dresses, which I’ve definitely seen on some other reality show… can’t remember which one.) (Maybe it was my life.)

“It’s going to be the night you always dreamed of,” Luke says. If you keep your expectations low.

The girls rip into the presents. The dresses are elaborate. Some of them are almost Renaissance Faire-y.

Needless to say, this is so high school. And/or sorority.

“I’ll swim in it,” Tali says, re: some off-screen dress. Ugh, the girls must hate her for that. (Tali is not overweight. Maybe she’s just the token Israeli?) Tali interviews that she’s more excited than the others because she’s never been to Prom. (Because she just moved here from Israel, I guess. Do they have Prom in Israel? I don’t think they do.)

“Who’s a size 22?” A girl yells, sorting through the dresses.

“Mandy, don’t wear the same dress as me!” Heather shouts across the room. That’s the full extent of the dress drama. Seriously, I can’t wait for the episode where they sword-fight with bouquets.

Danielle watches Bonnie try on a green strapless dress (over her clothes… awk). “That’s not bad, can you breathe?”

“No,” Bonnie answers. “Who needs to breathe?” Bonnie is the best. I really have no rational explanation for my girl crush on Bonnie, except that she’s fierce. Bonnie interviews that in high school the plus-sized dresses weren’t as gorgeous as they are now.

The girls are primping– manicures, hair, makeup, etc. Good time to chat about Prom dates past!

Danielle’s excited because she was never asked, and had to bribe guys to go with her. (That sounds sad now, but it will all make sense later.)

Kristian went to Prom by herself, and had to steal her friend’s date to take pictures to show her mom.

You guys, this isn’t so tragic. I went to my junior Prom with one of those little blue men that you can grow in water. AKA, I went stag. All of my other friends had dates, and they bought me the blue man (I think he was called Mr. Right) as a gag. I tried to find a date but I went to school with nerds. One guy literally turned me down because he had “big plans to play computer games that night.”

Anyway, I wore a lovely periwinkle dress and the blue man was a fantastic date. He still lives on my desk at home. And I had a good time, and have no desire to re-do my Prom, although I do have a constant desire to dance to cheesy music. (Full disclosure: Senior year I went to Prom with my then-boyfriend, who — I’m happy to report– is not trapped anywhere in my childhood home.)

For me, the heartbreak of going stag was not a heartbreak, but Kristian was sad watching girls and their dates dancing. (Sometimes Prom dates can be a drag, Kristian. Sure they SEEM fun, but you don’t know their lives!)

Tali is wearing a bejeweled periwinkle dress (OMG, flashbacks to my junior Prom). “Look at you glowing,” Bonnie says. “And that dress is, like, made for you.” Once again, Tali is not plus-sized. She’s a ringer, or something. Lauren and Mandy are similarly sleek in their dresses… I don’t buy that they’re bigger than a 14 or 16 or whatever plus-sized is. I’m confused about the premise of this show, though. Are they supposed to be average or fat? Is average the same as fat now?

Lauren says that she didn’t go to Prom because the guy she was dating didn’t realize that she wanted to go, and she was too embarrassed to ask him because of her weight. Aw, not going for self-consciousness reasons is sadder than going stag.

It’s looks like that corset-pulling from TITANIC as the girls help each other into their dresses. Heather observes that all of the dresses are flattering for all of the girls, and she’s mostly right. I’m impressed.

Luke watches the girls come down the stairs, and is “blown away.”

In her interview, Melissa is crying. “I have dreamt of this moment my whole life. I’m totally excited but, like, nervous at the same time.” When the girls are lined up, Melissa looks the least confident. She has that shoulder hunch going.

“Prom Night 2009!” Luke says. “Here we go!” To the limo!

Luke interviews that a lot of them weren’t asked to Prom or it was awkward and they didn’t enjoy it (did they tell him this, or is he just guessing?), so he wants to give all of the ladies the Prom night they’ve always dreamed of. So… he wants to get them drunk and deflower them in a hotel room?

Bonnie calls it a “second chance Prom,” which something the LGBT club used to throw when I was in college, for same sex couples who were denied a chance to go to their high school Proms as they were. This is a little less ground-breaking, if you ask me. Although I could totally see Bonnie being the awesome Ally at the REAL second chance Prom.

Okay, several of the girls look really slender in their dresses. How’d they do that? Generally I find formal wear to be completely unforgiving.

Some band is performing that maybe we’re supposed to know? A blonde lady is the lead singer. They’re so of No Doubt-y, but they’re not No Doubt. This whole season probably cost less than No Doubt’s fee.

As he did last week at the pool party, Luke tries to be silly to loosen the girls up. He’s like a sad clown or something.

Kristian says, “We danced the night away and had a blast. This time I had a date, and he was perfect.” We see her telling Luke the I-borrowed-a-date-for-the-pictures story.

Luke and Kristian are dancing. He says, “We’re going to have great memories from this.” Kristian replies, “You’re a great guy, Luke Conley.” Luke says, “Thank you, Kristian.” Aww, (corny) movie moments! Of course, they kiss… in front of the other girls? Awkward. It’s Kristian’s first real kiss with Luke, and she’s pumped.

The other girls are eating strawberries (I think?) and Luke takes Melissa B. out on the dance floor. (Where’s MAlissa this week? The “mal” is appropriate, because she is bad/mean). Of course Mel B is embarrassed and says, “I can’t dance.” Does she lack an once of ego?

She never danced before, ever. Literally? Maybe so. Luke is telling her to go side to side. Seriously, Melissa? A lesson in swaying? You need more experience. In all things everything. She laughs and smiles and Luke twirls her, and it’s nice to see her NOT looking insecure.

Mel B interviews that her Prom was awful. Sad faces!

“I’m dancing, look at me.” Mel B puts her head on Luke’s chest. “This is so Prom.” Luke embraces her. “THIS is prom.” More movie moments. Is anybody writing this down? (Me.)

“I’ve never had a guy embrace me and hold me,” Mel B interviews. “Especially in a room full of other people. They were always embarrassed. And he was just like, I wanna dance with you. He didn’t care. It was just wonderful.” He kisses her. It’s one of the greatest nights of her life. Awww. But SAD.

How much of the sad parts of Mel B’s story were playing out in her head? I want a guy to come out of the woodwork who dated Mel B, and reassure her that he actually did like her. But wait… she’s never been on a date. Who’s fault is that, really? She’s sooo insecure. It’s an ouroboros of fault-iness.

Then Emme is there, and the music gets kind of anxious. Emme says that because Luke surprised the girls with Prom, she has a little surprise for him. Luke says, “What would that be?” He seems so nervous, like she’s going to reveal his prison record or something. (What’s Luke hiding?!) (Also, good idea for a show: “Joe Convict.” Women compete for the love of a man, who– twist!– is going back to prison when shooting wraps.)

But we’ll save Luke BIG secrets (get it?) for another day. His friends burst in! All… two of them? Oh, they’re his “best buddies” from college—Chase and Sam.

Oooh, and Luke’s friends are going to name the Prom Queen. She will get an individual date with Luke. UGH, Prom just got LAME. Naming a queen? Mean.

Luke says to the girls, “I know my friends are good-looking, but don’t forget who you’re here for.” Heh. Everybody’s insecure!

Malissa A is back! And wants to be Prom Queen. Of course she does.

Bonnie tells Chase that she’s been calling herself Bon-ley, after Luke Conley. Funny. Weird? I’m always up for word games. For example: Prom Queen. PQ. Mind your Ps and Qs, Malissa A.

Danielle is a plus-sized model? Is everybody a plus-sized model around here? Heather interviews that Danielle cock-blocked her from Luke’s friends by talking too much. Ugh, Danielle. I know that Heather could have been more assertive, but since I like her better than you– UGH.

Almost-no-screen-time Mandy interviews that the most emotional part was anticipation of who’s going to win Prom Queen, because of the stakes (aka, wanting to go on the date). If the date weren’t part of the deal, would anyone really care about being queen? Hopefully not.

Ugh, the queen thing is really a bummer. Way to dampen the good times. This second chance prom is also last chance prom! (For this week’s individual date, at least.)

The queen is… “The girl that we chose, there’s something about her,” Chase says. “I didn’t even have to talk to her very long to figure that out.” I’m hoping it’s Heather, not cock-blocked after all. But no, it’s pool-jumping Danielle.  Ugh, Heather must be pissed. (She interviews that she IS pissed.)

The other girls look shocked, because… let’s be real, did Danielle promise Chase a blowie or something? We know she bribed her past Prom dates. Lauren literally interviews, “What the fuck?”

Danielle cries. She says that she put her walls down and really put herself out there, and is ecstatic to have won. “It was literally like floating in a dream.” Yuck.

Bonnie interviews without her ’40/’50s makeup, and is STILL cute. Bonnie doesn’t feel like Prom Queen is most beloved person there. It looks like she might have been crying when Prom Queen was announced? Sad! “I should have been Prom Queen,” she laughs. I AGREE! All the girls awkwardly watch Luke and Danielle dance. If they had lasers in their eyes, Danielle would be DEAD.

And HA!- even Luke was shocked about the choice: “She’s not at the top of my list right now.” (Seriously, Danielle must have slipped Chase some major bribe money.) But Luke’s glad to have the date to see what his friends saw in her. That’s diplomatic.

All the girls take pictures with Luke. That’s only going to be a good memory for one of them, in the end. Second chance Prom is just as sad as original Prom, if not worse!

The next morning, the girls sit around the table looking really pissed (they NEED to invest in some eye-lasers) as Danielle talks about how happy she was to dance with Luke. All the girls want a one-on-one, and they are none-too-pleased for Danielle. She interviews that she has only been on three dates, and has never been asked on a second date (for reasons which will soon be evident). “I’m a little bit scared. Screw it, I’m a lotta-bit scared.”

She says several times that she doesn’t want to have a heart-to-heart date– she wants to have a fun, active date, because she feels “talked-out.” Um, excuse me? Danielle? Luke is looking for a future wife. I think a heart-to-heart is exactly what you need to have. If you came here to play lazer tag… whatever.

I’m not sure where the Manse is located, but the limo is whisking Luke and Danielle to Newport Beach… a good hour each way of commute. Danielle talks sports. (That a Yawn, in my book.) She tells Luke that she did stand up about her dad, because he dressed in drag? At Sea World? “That was awesome memories. I love that.” Okay, what? Is her dad a cross-dresser, or a person who meta-makes fun of cross-dressers?

I feel like the way this is cut, we’re supposed to feel like she was blathering. (To be fair, she probably WAS blathering.) Luke looks… bored. “Danielle can definitely chat it up,” he interviews. “It’s really hard to get into a conversation with her and enjoy dialogue, which is… dialogue’s back and forth.” Okay, we all knew since the pool incident that she’s crazy. Also, if funny to see Luke NOT like a girl, and acknowledge that she’s crazy. (I mean, just the fact that he kept her after the pool incident shows that he’s more forgiving than most of us.) Luke’s human! Let us rejoice.

Back to the limo, where Danielle is imitating a megaphone. “Attention! Whoever’s on the island, get off of it!” We see b-reel footage of the looong freeway ahead. “Read any good books lately, by the way?” Danielle asks, trying to be funny. Luke just says, “Ummm…”

They are dining at a restaurant called Harborside, in Newport. (That’s another reason why this blog is late. I spent several hours on Saturday in the lovely Newport/Balboa area. So sue me!)

Luke interviews, re: Danielle’s crazy-talk in the limo: “I’m thinking, maybe it’s just her nerves.” He’s looking forward to getting her into the restaurant and letting her enjoy some of his favorite foods. AKA he’s looking forward to stuffing her mouth so she’ll have to shut up?

“Do you like calamari?” Luke asks Danielle. She puts on her awkward face: “I actually don’t eat seafood.”

PERFECT.

“It’s okay, you can dig in,” Danielle reassures Luke. He interviews, “I was kind of like, oh awkward, like what do I do now?”

I love this date! Romantic is so boring. Awkwardness is the spice of life. More to love!

Back at the house…

Bonnie, re: Danielle: “I like having her gone for a little while. It’s very relaxing.”

Kristian interviews that she wants to strangle Dani, because she’s too frenetic. Coming from extremely-frenetic Kristian, that just shows you what a ball of crazy Danielle must be. (And also, how crazy Kristian is, for knowing that frenetic is annoying but not cooling her own jets.)

Lauren interviews that she’s glad that Luke will finally see Danielle’s “non-ladylike ways.” Heh. Lauren is not the most ladylike lady I’ve ever seen, but she has a point about Danielle. This individual date is giving Dani just enough rope to hang herself with.

The house-girls talk about how she constantly craves attentions. Lauren points out, hitting the nail on the head, that Dani doesn’t know when to shut up.

Back in the date, it’s dessert time. Dani opts for a chocolate-and-nut-covered banana, and she’s eating it… maybe not intentionally sexually, but definitely not in a ladylike manner. Luke’s watching her like WHAT? And he’s Luke, the non-judgmental lover of big ladies eating big portions. He interviews that he thought they could eat and talk at the same time but… Dani has not mastered the art of “don’t talk with your mouth full.”

In a jibe that took me several viewings to fully appreciate, Luke says, re: the penile banana, “Dive into that like you’d dive into a swimming pool.” Get it? Because she dove into the pool during their first mixer? BURN!

“I’m going to regret this decision a little bit,” Dani says, re: something she ate. That’s not all she’s going to regret about this night/being on this show in the first place.

Oh no, the date has another phase. Poor Luke. He is so NOT excited for the next phase. I bet if he could, he’d cut it off here. But the producers have other things in mind…

Ooh, a gondola. Luke interviews, “At a certain point, I kind of made up my mind about the type of person that Danielle is.” Read: The type of person he doesn’t like. “I was really just kind of wiped out and I wanted to relax and not worry about talking,” he says.

On the gondola, Danielle tells Luke that he’s her first second date, EVER. (It’s only a technicality, Danielle: The first date was a group date, and the second date was mandated by Luke’s evil “buddies.”) “What haven’t you had any second dates?” Luke asks, although he know EXACTLY why. He asks it completely deadpan, and kind of sounds like he wants to kill himself. I am cackling at this point.

“I’m really good at spilling a lot of stuff on first dates,” she says. “Not being in a relationship, still being a virgin.” Luke makes another hilarious face. I don’t think it’s about the info, but about the way Dani delivered it. Like, she knew it would be too much to spill, but she did it ANYWAY. A lot of the other never-had-a-date girls are probably in the same boat, figuratively. Unfortunately, Danielle’s the one in the gondola right now.

PS: Wasn’t Danielle the one who said that she hoped they wouldn’t have to have a heart-to-heart date? And now she’s the one spewing her life story, unprovoked.

After the virgin statement, there’s a Moment of Quiet. Then Luke says, in a very defeated voice, “I love being on the water.” Way to change the subject! Haha. “The restaurant was so pretty,” he adds. Crickets.

Danielle interviews that Luke was awesome, and that he’s given her the best gift ever: Hope. HOW does she not realize that he’s having the worst time? Seriously.

To add metaphors to injury, Danielle looks out from the gondola and says, “I think this is a fitting metaphor, as I’m looking out and I see endless possibilities.” Luke answers with a lukewarm: “Yeah.” “From where I sit now,” Danielle adds, which doesn’t really clarify or enhance the previous statement. “That’s good,” Luke says, but it sounds a lot like, “Shut up.”

This blows, because now everyone knows that Danielle’s terrible. Once she leaves the “More to Love” Bubble (at the end of this episode, for sure), anybody who’s seen this show is going to stay far, far away from her. And anybody who has seen this show and still wants to date her: Good luck to you, Sir. You are a Nutter Butter in your own right.

Luke wants to make sure that everyone’s having a good time, so he seeks out more one-on-one time with Heather. Yay! As much as I enjoyed the previous Date of Terror, I am excited for the cuteness that is Luke and Heather.

Lauren runs in with a Note from Luke (attached to a crazy giant ring, which I failed to point out in previous recaps): The girls are all kind of pissed that the note is just for Heather. (It also ends in “Love, Luke.” The L-word is rampant around here.) “Hope you enjoy the ride,” the note says, which immediately spells horse-riding, in my book.

Heather makes fists and says, “Yes!” (Is she wearing an Ed Hardy hat? I think she is, but I will forgive her JUST THIS ONCE.)

“What the (bleep) is that, I never get what I want around here!” Lauren says, acknowledging that it’s a totally hissy fit. Heh. She irks me, but I love her. I would probably be the Lauren, if I were on the show.

Heather interviews that she really needs the date to catch up, after the whole first-date Barfing Incident.

“She’s excited, I’m jealous…” Lauren says to one of the other Left Behind Girls. “I think it’s gonna get her eliminated… so I’m totally cool with it.” Lauren thinks that everything everybody else does with Luke is going to get them eliminated.

Luke keeps saying Heather felt “self conscious” about not spending much time with him. I think that’s a weird phrase to use, because her feeling doesn’t have to do with appearance? “Worried” or “frustrated” is probably a better term, but everything on this show is reduced to the idea of eating or looks, so whatever.

In the limo, Heather asks what they’re doing. Luke says, “It’ll become obvious at the right time, I think.” In juxtaposition to the Danielle date, Heather’s limo behavior is so much better. No Sea World/trans-Dad/megaphone imitations in sight.

Heather interviews that she wants a fun date, because she’s not sure how to handle herself in romantic situations. “I don’t think of myself as a very romantic person, but I think Luke is, so I’m hoping that today is a way to get to know him better and then start being more romantic.” See, she wanted the same things that Danielle wanted, but in a much saner way! (I’m sorry, Danielle, but this is the way that the reality TV cookie crumbled for you.)

“Horses!” Heather exclaims as the horses come into view, sounding exactly like Isla Fisher in Wedding Crashers. (Sometimes I like to imitate her and say, “I’d FIND you!” But not anywhere in the vicinity of men that I like in a romantic sense.). The ranch is called “Trust Ranch.” Heather is looking for trustworthiness, so it’s very fitting.

Heather gets paired with a horse named Luna, and Luke gets a horse called… Tivvie? (Quite question: If Heather was perhaps suffering from motion sickness on the last date, isn’t horseback riding potentially more of a barf-o-rama? Are the producers secretly hoping that she’ll barf AGAIN?)

“Is Tivvie gonna mind that I’m over 300 pounds?” Luke asks. (Ha!) “No, not at all,” says Cool Ranch Guy. “We asked him earlier and he was fine with it.” (Ha!)

“His horse was a guy horse and mine was a girl horse,” Heather interviews. “So it was kinda like double dating with horses.” (Which is cute– as long as you don’t engaged in any inter-couple inter-species kinky-ness.)

They’re riding down a semi-steep (I think everything is steep) trail, and Heather is yelling “Whoa!” and laughing a lot, which is probably about exactly the same as I would react.

It’s a bumpy ride. Heather says, “I should have worn my sports bra!” Luke retorts, “I know I have mine on!” I am all about their adorable banter.

Heather interviews, “When I was on the horse I was like, Wow I make this look good. Because, like, I felt good on the horse. I wasn’t hurting the horse at all because they carry, like, wagons, you know?” That’s funny, and sad. And also: They PULL wagons.

Back at the manse, the girls are in the pool. Can I just say: For all the fuss they made about the swimsuit date, they seem totally fine with being filmed in their bathing suits. Even sob-tastic Mel B has at least 2 really cute swimsuits. The two or three bathing suits that I posses are far cheaper and fuglier than hers. (Cute bathing suits are expensive, and I don’t swim often.) They must have been told that they’d be swimming on camera, and instructed to buy cute suits. Or they already OWNED cute suits? Either way… that’s all. Just a little venting. I’m not even sure where this was going.

Okay, in the jacuzzi. Kristian tells Dani that sometimes she wants to wring her neck. Ookay. She tells her that sometimes she wants to stuff a sock in her mouth. Tell us how you really feel, Kristian.

Mel B asks, “What about me?” (Way to open a can of crazy-worms, Mel B.) Kristian answers: “You… I think you’re hiding something.” (Ooh, now it’s a j’accuse-i!) (Best pun ever!)

Kristian interviews that Mel B would throw somebody under a bus or stab somebody in the back. REALLY? Either Kristian is totally paranoid (true), or the editors have been fooling us with these Mel B sob-a-thons. If she’s throwing anybody under a bus, it’s herself.

“You’re feeding into this chick and she’s gonna steal our man,” Kristian tells the others. Mel B interviews, “I think Kristian is attacking me. But I think she’s just jealous, ’cause she’s like, crazy.” Agreed. Also: Mel B doesn’t cry. Way to go!

Back on the horse trail, Luke says, “I could get used to this. It’s something I want to do again.” “With me?” Heather asks. “Of course with you,” Luke replies. Awwww. (Of course, he had to say that.)

Heather says that it’s the coolest date she’s ever been on. No guy (er, no producers, really) has ever taken her horseback riding before. (Everything Luke does for them is being paid for by producers. They know that, right? I feel like the winner is going to be WAY disappointed when the first post-show date is more taking-the-car-to-Applebee’s than private-jet-to-Vegas.)

Heather and Luke sit down at some wooden tree house-without-a-tree thing and have a little heart-to-heart. Luke asks Heather what her greatest gift is. She says that it’s her voice, and singing. Is it her dream to have a career in music? Luke asks. Heather answers that she doesn’t think she’s that good or unique; she just has a good voice.

But Luke persists. “If it’s something that you’ve dreamed about doing, and something that’s in your heart, you need to let that out.” Heather admits that she hasn’t pursued her singing because of her size. To make it, she would need the image and the talent.

Luke asks, “Why can’t you just be yourself, and be the sexy, beautiful woman you are and get up and sing?” Um, Luke, have you heard the things that people say about Kelly Clarkson?

Heather laughs: “I don’t know.” I think she wipes away a tear. This is totally like being in therapy, while on a date. (Awkward.) Luke should host the next season of “How to Look Good Naked,” or something. He has this way of making women feel comfortable, and also making them cry (and sometimes vomit).

Heather interviews that she’s never talked to anyone she dated about size, because they’ve always been smaller than her, and she’s always assumed that they thought she was ugly. Awwww sad. Where did these feelings come from? I think she really does need some therapy, stat.

On the date, Heather says to Luke, “I think you need to know who you are before you can find somebody who’s right for you. [SO TRUE.] And I think I’ve learned so much about myself and it’s, like, really cool. I’ve never, like, known myself or appreciated myself as much as I do now.”

Heather interviews that because of this experience she feels like Luke could love her, because she loves herself. She thinks it’s showing now. Not in a conceited way, but in the way that everybody should love themselves.

You guys, Heather is my new favorite. Love yourself first! Everybody love everybody!

Then Heather says, “I just want to kiss you.” And Luke kisses her! Movie moments.

Luke gets ready for the pre-elimination mixer. There are twelve girls left. Bonnie looks amazing at the mixer, in a leopard dress with a red belt. Very ’40s. Rawr! I cannot get over it. Bonnie: Be my stylist.

Christina interviews that she’s always re-evaulating her situation with Luke based on seeing him interact with the other girls. (Didn’t Anna say this at the beginning?) (One of my friends commented that the girls seem sort of interchangeable to him, and they definitely do SAY a lot of the exact same things, but I blame this on editing more than the girls.)

Lauren asks Luke if he’s excited or worried. He says he’s excited, because he’s getting one step closer to the right girl. Lauren’s excited too. “I wish we had eliminations every day,” she tells him.

In her interview, she says, “I’m confident that I’m not going anywhere. The other ladies in the house are not as right for him as I am.” However more right for him she is than everybody else, I have not seen it yet. He seems like too much of an Average Nice Guy for her.

Luke interviews that Lauren is trying to assert herself as his woman, and that’s a turn on. (Sometimes I’m confused by the thigns that turn Luke on.) At the mixer, he says to Lauren, “Here’s to Luke and Lauren, getting a date.” So she probably isn’t going anywhere.

Danielle interviews that she sees the other girls doing “political campaigns” for attention, but says that she’s not about to do that. She’s sort of lurking in the fireplace (that’s right, in it), drinking. She says that there’s  chemistry there, because she is the Prom Queen (it sounds like that byte has been cut from different quotes). SOOO eliminated. And sooo not-living-in-reality (reality TV reality, at least).

We see Malissa A saying “I want you to know that I’m really interested in you. You seem like a great guy.” She says it in a sort of CRUEL INTENTIONS way. Also, isn’t “you seem like a great guy” more of a first week thing to say? Step it UP, Malissa the Malevolent.

Re: Prom, Luke says, “They really opened up. They saw my boys, they know a lot more about me.” HA. They “saw your boys,” eh? Dirty.

Heather says, ” I feel so comfortable around you.” “Comfortable” is THE word on this show. It’s getting ridiculous. Luke says to Heather, “You have these gifts and these dreams, and I want nothing more than to see you totally go for it.”

Bonnie brought Luke a present: a doodle she drew of him, hidden in her cleavage. “A lot more subtle things have come up to the surface that tells me a lot about the girls,” Luke interviews. (Was the drawing in the cleavage one of the “subtle things” that “came up?” Heh.) “It’s been interesting, you know, as time has passed, which girls have risen up to the surface and what girls have kind of fallen behind.”

Kristian talks with Luke. She tells him he’s definitely the man that she’s been dreaming of she she was a little girl. “Honestly, I think I’m falling for you.” DUH. “I know I am.” DOUBLE DUH. She’s your stalker, Luke.

Kristian has somehow switched places with Mel B, in the Crying Department. She cries, “I’m so scared and not ready to be heartbroken tonight.” (But you’ll be ready to be heartbroken at some point in the near future?) She pretty much just keeps crying for the rest of the episode. She cries on the couch, telling Heather that she feels vulnerable and scared. Heather rubs Kristian’s back and says, “You don’t know what he’s gonna do. I don’t think he’s gonna send you home.” LOVE HEATHER. See, that’s why she should win.

Kristian interviews that she’s never had a man in her life who made her feel beautiful. “I look in the mirror every day and I know that I’m beautiful and I have so much to offer someone who really truly wants to be with me.” Awww. But still, enough with the crying.

Emme walks in. “Hey Emmy,” Luke says, and I’m not sure if he’s being palsy or if the -e is non-silent.

Emme announces that four girls will be going home, and the girls gasp. I gasp, too. How many weeks will this show last, if every elimination is a decimation?

Danielle interviews that she wants to keep her ring. Fat chance, Danielle! (Sorry for saying “fat chance.” Something about this show brings out the puns and entendres.)

Malissa says it’s anybody’s game, she doesn’t know what to expect. “It’s scary.” It’s not THAT scary, Malissa. Seriously, stop being so sinister.

Elimination time is here.

Luke says, “I feel like the luckiest man alive.” He never thought he could make so many strong connections. He thanks them for putting themselves out there, because he knows it hasn’t been easy.

Heather gets the first ring! Yay!

Kristian talks about a knight and shining armor/prince. “I look at him as the amazing man who I’ve dreamt of since I could think about princesses and princes.” Oh God, Kristian, these metaphors… you’re working yourself into a frenzy.

Mandy’s in. We haven’t heard much from her yet. She tells Luke that her finger felt naked without her ring. Nice little plant of the word “naked,” Mandy.

Anna (looking CUTE in a yellow dress with geometrical patterns) says she’s in panic mode because she wants a one-on-one date to show Luke how great they’d be together.

Guess what? Anna’s in!

Bonnie’s feeling confident. I’m feeling confident for Bonnie, because I love her.

Lauren’s in. She says that the elimination thrills her because it means more time with Luke. She also says that she doesn’t care what order she’s called in, as long as she gets called.

Kristian worries that she scared Luke away, that she said too much. “I let down a wall that I usually don’t let down.”

Tali’s in. We haven’t seen much of her, either. But we keep seeing teasers of some sort of drama where Luke says something along the lines of, “I’m dating a bunch of girls at once, and you knew that coming in.” I would totally be an upset-Tali, in that sense. That’s why I steer clear of dating shows! (Which is easy for normal people to do, because dating shows don’t exactly come knocking.)

“I’m so nervous, I’m just positive that I’m going home,” Mel B says. And she’s not crying! This must have been a post-elim interview? Or she’s getting better about the waterworks? What a breakthrough!

Mel B’s in. She says that she thought Luke meant to say Malissa A, and she’s like, “Oh man, the ring better fit!” I guess they ARE engraved? She thought he read the wrong name.

Malissa A is also in. She’s ready for the next date. “When is it my turn?” Eh, maybe I don’t hate her after all. I go back and forth.

“Only one ring remains.” Thanks, Emme, for always letting us know. Even though we can see with our eyes that only one ring remains. (Oh well, I guess she has to do SOMETHING to earn her host-bucks.)

Danielle wants the ring. She loves Luke! She’s never felt emotions like this before.

Amanda says she’ll feel like something’s wrong with her if she doesn’t get the ring. “I don’t know why Luke wouldn’t like me.” Before this elimination, I have never seen Amanda before. She must have been really unremarkable. Who are you, Amanda?

Kristian gets the last ring. NOOO BONNIE! (If it’s any consolation, your outfit is amazing.)

Christina, Bonnie, Amanda, and Danielle are out. Notice that TWO girls who got one-on-one dates are out. You gotta bring it on those dates!

Christina tells Luke she feels like he made a really big mistake. He tells her he doesn’t think they’d be good together. “Don’t think this is easy,” he says. Christina is surprised by the girls he chose. “If those are the girls he wants to be with, then… that’s fine.” Ugh, she’s catty. At least she got a jet ride to Vegas… if she couldn’t win Luke on an individual date, she deserves to go.

Bonnie hugs him and pats him on the shoulder. “Luke may have an attraction to me but I would scare the crap of out Luke’s mom,” she interviews on the Trail of Tears, but she’s keeping it together. (I’ll miss you, Bonnie!) “And no boy wants to do that to his own mother.” (But to somebody else’s mother? Maybe.)

I want to host a reality show where I get to hang out with all of the cool eliminated peeps from reality TV, like Fabio from “Top Chef,” Seth from “Dating in the Dark,” etc etc. Bonnie can totally be on it, AND do my makeup. And of course, Fabio will cook delicious Italian food for us. (Somebody with power: please greenlight this show!)

Amanda says, “I’m really shocked with Luke’s decision. I think I’m kind of prettier than some of the girls than the house. I wonder what Luke could possibly see in Mel B. This is like a total blow to my ego. I’ve never lost a guy to a girl bigger than me or not as attractive. I really don’t know how to take it right now.” Ugh, it all comes off as the bitchiest thing EVER. If she’s here to be the prettiest, wrong show. Luke’s looking for personality, and hers obviously sucks. (But I’m surprised we never saw her before this, since bitches are generally reality TV gold.)

Danielle says to Luke, “I will just say thank you, and I hope you find the girl of your dreams.” She interviews, “It’s hard to say goodbye… he just gave me all the tools I’ve been asking for for the past 10 years.” She feels like she’s on a new path in life. It’s scary, but she’s ready to jump now.

Oh God, Luke did not give her any tools. What the heck is she talking about? He tried to be nice and vague and non-hostile. And like I said, if anything this show is the worst thing she’s ever done, because… everything she’s done has been cringe-worthy.

Okay, there are now eight girls left. Let the dates and drama get even more intense! More to love!

Next week: They do some game where Lauren holds up a “bad wife” sign and says, “I believe Kristian’s too emotionally unstable for a relationship this serious.” Kristian cries. She’s totally the crier now!

Somebody gets a second one on one with Luke! Dramz!

Lauren interviews, “What the fuck does ‘fun’ have to do with being a wife?” (Which probably makes sense in context, but is pretty hilarious out of context. Being a wife is not fun!)

Luke feels like he’s falling in love with more than one woman in the house. He tells Heather she’s a natural beauty. (Did she get the second one-on-one? Fingers crossed!)

Luke sees wife credentials in each one of these ladies.

Mel B emerges from her shell (and belly dances?).

Luke goes into a hotel room in a bathrobe and a girl says, “Very nice!” (Ha!) (Also, you can read about these spa-dates in this LA Times article.)

And finally, Luke says to Heather, “There’s something I’d like to tell you, it’s been kind of weighing on me and I’ve been holding it back, but….” BUT WHAT? Heather looks concerned. We’ll have to wait until next week to find out what’s going on. Is he going to tell her that it’s a turn-off, that’s she not pursuing her dream? Is he going to tell her that there’s spinach in her teeth?

Stay tuned… (and thanks for being patient!)

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Snack of the Afternoon, 8/14/09: STARBUCKS’ PUMPKIN LOAF

August 14, 2009
Pumpkin=happiness.

Pumpkin=happiness.

Between the overflowing Halloween section in Michael’s (the craft store) and the pumpkin loaf at Starbuck’s, you would think that it’s autumn already. (Oh wait, it’s almost September?) (WHAT?)

I’m a sucker for all things pumpkin. Pies, cakes, cookies, ice creams, lattes… they’re all better with pumpkin.

I try to limit my Starbuck’s intakes to Fridays or days when I really need an emotional pick-me-up. (I don’t drink caffeine… yes, I write these manic recaps without the use of stimulants.) Because pumpkin loaf is a sometimes snack. A delicious sometimes snack. And luckily pumpkin season starts in July, in retails-ville.

I added the happy face because that’s what I see when I look at pumpkin-y goodness. The piece of cake is saying, “I love you! You’ll feel better if you eat me!” (Emotional eating, much?) It’s my variation on a jack-o-lantern.

Don’t worry too much about my waistline. I always split my pumpkin delights with a friend. Share the love!

xoxo…


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