Aren’t Any OF These Shows Done, Yet?
Survivor
Again, didn’t watch it. This is the first season I’ve completely lost interest in the show, but I’m even more bedazzled by the fact that Eliza, whom I’ve wanted gone since the start, is now in the Final Four. Wonder how long it took for the blood to dry on that signed deal with the Devil?
The O.C.
I miss quiet, brooding Ryan. I am intrigued however, that his new girlfriend-no-wait-let’s-just-be-lab-partners Lindsay is actually Caleb Nichol’s love child from sixteen years ago. How Dynasty of McG. Aren’t you all incredibly glad that Seth and Lindsay didn’t hit it off at the Bait Shack last week and run off to a corner to make out? As Summer would say…eww. If Grampa Nichol spills the secret, Kirsten is devastated and Lindsay will be devastated to learn she’s indirectly related to the gal-pal-Harbor-girls-love-to-hate, Marissa. But…if he spills the secret, he won’t go to jail. But, given all the chaos and glitter and sparkly what-not in the SnO.C. this holiday season, he might be safer in the slammer.
The Apprentice
Go Kelly. I’ve never liked Jen so, by default, I vote for Kelly. The fact that he went to West Point just makes him all the hotter and sexier, which is great news since the only other boy I knew named Kelly was in elementary school. He was short, blonde and fat and totally obnoxious. In other news, while paging through Vanity Fair today I saw an ad for Donald Trump’s new cologne. It appeared as though Melania’s breasts were being marketed more than his cologne but hey, whatever sells the swill, right?
ER
Love Abby. Love her, love her, love her. She has the best lines on the show and watching her stand up to Dr. Dialysis at the end was truly inspirational. Chen…glad she’s gone. Again. No really, I know this is her third time leaving the show but I read (I’ve done that alot this week) somewhere that Ming-Na wanted to do a cooking show a’la Rachael Ray so, good luck to her. Also happy that they’ve literally let Neela’s hair down and she’s learning there’s more to doctoring than deciphering lab results. And oh yeah, Kem called Carter. Let it go buddy, let it go. Happy holidays.





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