TBL – all against one?
Finally, we get to see what the big announcement is and how it affects the competition! Bout time, I was on the edge of my seat. Heh.
We start right back where we left off, with the 7 teams told they’re going to enter a new phase with an important decision. Allie asks them if they could vote off one team, right now, who would it be? The decision will have an effect on the team from here on out. She gives them time to think about it, then they reconvened. Jenn and Maggie are in a rough situation, and they assume that everyone will go for the biggest threat. The orange team, unsurprisingly has Jackie going “Black!” and Dan talking her down. Mark and Jay talk about those they’re aligned with. Brittany and Berny are just as unsure as the rest of them. Roger and Trent think about voting purple because they were under the yellow line again – two below, you gotta go. They flip their tray between yellow and purple and go with that. Paul tries to convince Kelly to vote Black, while she pushes for grey, thinking they might be the bigger threat with more to lose.
They rejoin Allison and before finding out why, they reveal the votes. Paul and Kelly vote for Black. Brittany and Bernie vote for Black. Jen and Maggie vote for Yellow. Black team vote for Yellow. Trent and Roger vote for Purple. Jackie and Dan vote for Jen and Maggie. It’s a three way tie, with Pink making the ultimate decision. Bette-sue and Ali vote for Yellow.
Kelly and Paul (Yellow) get the biggest loser team of the week, and have been voted as the biggest threat. Kelly is in tears and gives a goodbye speach. THEN Alison explains they’re not going home. For this week only, the Biggest Loser becomes All Against One. For the next week, the only competition is the Yellow team. At the next weighin, it’s 6 teams against one. At the challenges, the same. If their percentage is above the other six teams, they choose who goes home. If it is below, they automatically go home. They get the choice of a trainer that will focus only on them. They choose Jillian. The other teams will train with Bob.
Iiiiiiiiiiiinteresting.
Nice guys DO finish first!
That’s right – TK and Rachel WIN The Amazing Race 12!
This episode/Finale was twice as fun for me to watch for two reasons – one, the whole episode was practically in my back yard, as I’m about 3 hours south of Anchorage. (What – that is TOO my backyard.) And two – I got to watch it with my mom. True, she was in the hospital due to a minor heart attack at the time but she graciously let me watch my show and cheered for my favorite too in between blood draws and bedpans. (I’m kidding about the bedpans. Honest)
THATS how dedicated I am to watching Reality TV for all ya’ll invisible readers out there. (I believe in readers, I BELIEVE in readers!) (Hey, it worked for Tinkerbell and fairies! Don’t mock me!) Actually, Mom had watched last weeks, and was just as interested in who won, so again, total win win situation. Minus the heart attack, of course.
ANYway. I won’t do a full recap because of my local and all, but man did Rachel pull it off for them or what? I had to laugh at Christina’s “Frickin chickens and then it was the fricken bike and what is that fricken POLE?” as she struggled to pull off the puzzle. It was nice to see the three teams appreciate the beauty that is my home state, and my favorites (Aside from my beloved Goth Kids) pull out the win besides.
And yes, that statue really is called the Salmon Hooker. We live in Alaska, we make our own fun!
Reality overload?
Everyone is scrambling for new ideas to fill the primetime real estate, and the networks have clearly gone reality crazy. Now, for a girl like me, that’s filled with all kinds of awesome, but even I can’t watch it all! Nor do I want too. But now… maybe they’ve gone too far?
They already brought back American Gladiators, a blast from my past, and now NBC and ABC are at it again. This time? It’s Circus of the stars. I know, right? ABC is in serious negotiations to bring back the campy Circus of the Stars, and not to be out done, NBC has already green lit six episodes of “Celebrity Circus” to air this summer. It’s a good day to be a D-Lister, huh?
“Circus” will be a competition-based skein in which celebs will vie to be crowned the best of the big top. Endemol topper David Goldberg — whose NBC gameshow “Deal or No Deal” has been doing boffo ratings in recent weeks — said the celebs would train and perform in a real circus.
“It won’t be shot against a fabricated backdrop,” he said. “It will take you into the craziness of the real thing.”
He said celebs will be judged by their new circus peers — meaning the panel of judges could included the bearded lady or a clown.
Revival of “Circus of the Stars,” packaged by CAA, is also expected to be a competition, with the same sort of can-they-do-it? drama as ABC’s “Dancing With the Stars.” Both the NBC skein and ABC’s possible show will feature more modern Cirque du Soleil-style stunts.
Plestis agreed that his “Circus” also shared some DNA with “Dancing” –but it will be on a grander scale.
“It’s bigger, bolder and more death-defying,” he said. “You can break a nail doing that show. You can break a leg on ours.”
So tell me – would you watch either one? Do you even remember Circus of the stars? If so, here’s a reminder:
Is this strike and what they’re fighting for going to be forgotten in the face of Reality Overload in the long run?
Who knows – just give me my Big Brother and Survivor and I’ll be a happy happy girl!
That damn dog… (edited!)
We’ve decided that Deogi is smart. But… he’s book smart, not street smart. We’ve come to this astounding conclusion because he loves to do tricks. Sit, stay (…sometimes – he gets excited!), hide and seek, up, down, catch it, so on and so forth. He will preform, as long as you have a ‘cookie’. He’s generally a good dog.
But at the normal everyday things? The dog is as dumb as a rock. Case in point, and given to you in steps.
Step one: Dog discovers a love of chewing in puppyhood and goes after it like a junkie begs for crack. Everything. Plastic, stuffed animals, bones, cats, whatever. chew chew chew gnaw gnaw gnaw.
Step two: Dog finds plastic hanger on the children’s floor. Plastic = yummy! Chew Chew Chew Gnaw Gnaw Gnaw.
Step three: Dog comes to the front room, digging like CRAZY at his mouth. He can breathe, but he’s hacking and digging and freaking the fuck out.
Step four: Blood. There’s blood from his mouth. Situation classified as NOT GOOD and CALL AUNT LADYBUG NOW for help, because the kids are freaked out and can’t calm down enough to help me hold said stupid dog, and get a closer look at what the hell is going on.
Step five: get a look at a length of white plastic, stuck crosswise in his throat, just behind his jaw.
Step six: Enter Auntie Ladybug, and commence dog wrestling 101 to get him to calm down so we can hold him still.
Step seven: Get clawed to fuck by the dew claws and nails of a scrabbling dog who wants UP RIGHT NOW LET ME UP OMG WHAT IS IN MAH THROAT GET IT OUT BUT DON’T TOUCH ME!
Step eight: Tackle dog, pry open jaw, Auntie Ladybug grabs the length of plastic and gets it free from the throat.
Step nine: Try to catch breath, and assure Stupid Fucking Dog he’s a good puppy, good dog, commere, who’s a good boy, that’s right you stupid fucking mutt, you’re a good boy.
Step ten: Catch breath. Examine plastic object. Send children to make sure there are no more hangers on the floor.
Step eleven: Thank Auntie Ladybug, and let her go home again.
Step twelve: Smack self on forehead because DAMMIT an EXCELLENT BLOGGER would have gotten the pictures DURING the chaos. Instead, you get the aftermath. The offending piece of plastic, and the damage done to my arm. Too bad you can’t hear the wheezing of the asthma attack too. That’s SUPER sexy.
Everyone’s fine, the kids have calmed down, the dog is fine and eating and drinking and seems no worse for wear. He’s just… book smart. Not street smart. Obviously.
Sigh.
Update: The Morning After
Look! Two more bruises! And the original ones? TWICE AS PRETTY.
Nice, huh?
Sarah ain't no Supermodel.
We start off this episode to see who America voted off the show – Sarah, Katie and Dominik are told they were less then memorable. Katie was told she was less then inspiring (she looked stoned in the photo), Dominick is told he complains too much comparing a heavy necklace to a broken foot, and that he has one look. Sarah is told she’s faded into the background, Supermodels don’t fade. Katie is given another chance, as is Dominick. Sarah is told they can’t make her a supermodel and she is going home. Awwwwwww…. She cries, and Dominick gives off a YEAH! cheer, which was a bit poor taste, but whatever. Sarah wishes the good luck though and the judges feel we made the right call. We rock.
Dominick’s boys – the Wolf Pack – is standing behind him. Oy. There’s a bit of testosterone around there. The girls are a little disappointed, and Dominick feels ready to go. Katie promises to make us proud – you go girl.
The models head to Cutler Salon, to be polished -that’s right, it’s makeover time! David looks gleeful to get the boys, as the girls head off with Rodney Cutler for hair styles. Let’s see some ANTM’esque breakdown’s, please? Ahh, Holly gives us at least a hint of meld down – they cut her hair short short – and it’s CUTE! but she don’t feel the sexy. Awww.
OOOOOh the BOYS are brought in for waxing! OUCH. There’s much laughter and Frankie had his nipples done and says “IT HURT SO BAD!” but shows off his hairless chest. The boys are holding hands, and screams and omg it’s the funniest thing I’ve seen in a LONG time on one of these shows. BRILLIANT.
