I didn’t bother to watch last week’s “No, we haven’t selected these past contestants for their ‘high volatility when mixed’-factor” reunion show; its only saving grace was the lack of Andy Cohen (at least I hope, for the sake of those of you who did watch).
We’re back this week, and it’s the British invasion of judges Toby Young and Nigella. Continue reading
Because sometimes, “Powering Through” means “Ordering a Pizza.”
It’s Round One of the First Official Autumno-WinterHolistravagazna of giveaways and retail discounts, every Monday through the middle of December!
So show me your filth!
Fine, you can stop hounding me. I’ll tell you how I came to flip Rocco DiSpirito the bird. I gotta tell you though, it’s not really as exciting as you’d think, assuming you’re the kind of person who thinks flashing the one-fingered peace sign at pseudolebrities is exciting in the first place.
Apparently, there is some sort of important sporting match being shown on the moving picture box tonight, and Bravo is airing a reunion dinner rather than a new Top Chef. Liveblogging a bunch of drunk chefs sneering at each other is not my idea of fun times, so I’ll be seeing you tomorrow.
Come to think of it, I think I just DID liveblog it:
10:01 – 11:00: Drunk chefs sneer at each other.
So in case you hadn’t noticed, in the great game of “What do you do when you’re uninspired?” I’ve gone with option C, “POWER THROUGH.”
Timers! Timers to help you tick down the minutes until the THURSDAY NIGHT SMACKDOWN HOLIDAY EXTRAVAGANZA!!
Actually, that’s a conceit: everyone knows what it’s like to be the sad man. If you’ve never known what it’s like, I think, clinically, you are manic and should seek help.