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Ok, wait. If you win a Knockout round you can compete to get back in and sit with Brooke and Wolfie? Then why did only Tiffani go sit with them at the end? Does this mean Mike will be sitting there next week when Tiffani battles whoever? (Btw, Tiffani, I've never rooted for you before, but happy Puck chose you.)

Gale also referred to Dale's and Tiffani's chef "empires." WTF? Does she still work at Food and Wine? Has she absolutely no control over the lines she's given to read?? Poor Wolfgang's face right before Curtis announced the winner: I couldn't tell if he was drunk, asleep on his feet or trying to tamp down his enthusiasm/nausea over the outcome. Oh Takashi, come back and conquer all.

The fix was so fast I thought I'd fallen asleep. Couldn't stand any of those posers. Not sure what was the biggest stretch--maybe that the guy in the health inspector's wet dream of a kitchen was a suddenly turned into a chef. And where the hell was the local health inspector? Stay out of that county, people! Their website has a link to the lap dance promo for the show--nice touch, guys. Trip Advisor has an almost even spread from good to awful (unusual) and has some craptastic reviews since Gordon's visit.

Chicago gal who wanted the ranch didn't want it badly enough to live in Skokie--so be it. Part of living in a city center (or popular area) is the ability to walk to work, restaurants, entertainment, etc. (and world-class all that in Chicago). It's frequently a selling point in many cities on this show and its international sister. Chicago has tons to offer in that department--although not where they ended up. She, who will be sending out more holiday cards this year, is currently practicing writing her Chicago address.

I believe I was yelling at the TV, "then stain the closet doors!" Had the aroma of producer shenanigans. As for the Chicago address--good luck, sweetie, I'm downtown in the worst postal delivery station in the country (no really, I think they earned an award at some point).

Trash talk and sob stories. I'm out every time.

I checked out a few episodes yesterday. Now I'm done. Too much botox, too much make up, far too much assholery. Didn't like any of the party people either.

Jacques, you've been chopped. By these TV food game show judges who couldn't sharpen your knives.

I was excited that Capaldi would be 12. But tonight, I found myself switching over to Love Actually, which I've seen more times than I care to say, and forget to switch back. When I did, Clara was all that and the Doctor? Was all over the place. I'll try again at 11.

Draw. The. Blinds. And STFU unless you're moving to the country--what we call the area where homes are miles, not feet, apart.

Somebody should tell Direct TV that the GYM is not in Chicago. And my bet is that Marcus and/or producers were so put off by Michael's b.s. that nobody felt like warm hugs all the way around. Especially when butthead couldn't get the hallway right because he knew better. Just caught this today so might check out those bites at Mariano's. Marcus went far to make them happen. Curious to see if they're that good or a fu to Michael.

At this point, I'm of a mind that they all deserve each other. Big ol' bunch of fame whores. In the promos I've seen, David looks like someone he would have made fun of several years ago. Pass. On this fail.

Ozymandias was an amazing piece of work, so hooray for everyone involved. Jimmy Fallon annoys the crap out of me and speaking of someone who needs to make everything about him/her, get Julia Roberts off my TV and keep her off. She feels sorry for everyone who doesn't hug her in the next 10 seconds? Shout-outs to her movie star boyfriends? Drunk and disorderly is more like it. Also, classless and clueless. Biggest disappointment was that neither Benedict nor Martin were there to accept their awards, but aren't they both in rehearsals for Hamlet? Or Hamlet and another Hobbit? Alas. G'night, Seth. You don't need to host again.

Dr. Jay in L.A. should have held out for script approval--one minute he wants to plant an organic garden, next, he's in a condo saying he has no time for anything but work and his music. Heh, maybe he meant that he'd hire someone to plant and tend the garden? I don't know because his childhood friend would not shut her pie hole about him being in a sleek "bachelor pad" of her choosing. He seemed pretty happy having his humungous family over for dinner in the first house (the one he genuinely liked), so good for him. His realtor was one of the more obvious actor plants, though, he held the paperwork like a prop!

What was with the his & hers way too colorful tattoos? Fat Mike didn't bother me as much as the return of Fat Mouth Mike. Grazie mille, Antonia. I couldn't have been happier that you won. Hope Mike never hears the end of his mother telling him he should have chosen her.

Not just you. I've been watching Dave since the daytime show. Very hard to imagine TV life without him.

Yes, that was gist of the ep, but she wrote about chasing him -her realtor down the block. Wasn't she with Adrian? Whoa, was that just for show? Ha, Adrian must have l'agreement!

The look Bobby Flay gave Lenny plus his brunch show have made me forgive Bobby for all his early craptastic ego b.s. Just stay off the cooking table, k? I also think Flay will torture Tush til Lenny is a vapor trail.

Gratuitous tub scene wasn't quite as ... I dunno, as the bare-chested Gordon stretching and scratching himself awake. Please, dude, you are not all that.

Enjoyed watching Sherlock, although Alton ripping on Giada and Bobby taking a shot at Sarah sound like the highlights of this circus. Let the blow back begin.

Watching the cooking channel (Vietnamese guy in France and Korean food--interesting shows and they cook) I saw a new, to me, promo for tomorrow night's show. It ended with a "hero shot" of each of the final 3. Lenny's shot was an extreme close up and skeevy, you can't see Nicole's face because her head is in her hands (celebrating or not-worth-showing?) and a medium shot of Luca looking as good as I've ever seen him. Perfect angle and some dolce eye candy. Hmm?

Heh, I'd count on it. (I may pass on those links, I already can't stand the guy.) I'm sticking with my belief that FN knows they can't go with him. As to the media picking up on it, it strikes me, hilariously, that this show ain't what it used to be in terms of having real attention paid to it. Unless Bob/Suze decide to pick Lenny because they miss not being in the news. Hey, they re-hired Irvine, the steroidal lying liar, they don't give a crap.

Story of his life on this show.

Now seeing the whole schedule, I'm more likely to tune in again--this Blais/Marcel match up made me nauseous. (Typical Richard Blais fashion is obnoxious.) Go, Stephanie!

You know at what level Blais needs to STFU? I wanted fucking Marcel to win. Ugh, there's another redemption track--the knockout? Knock off. Knock it off. Knzzzzzzzzz.