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I want somebody who can levitate everyday foods, to fill in time until Penn and Teller and Battlebots come back.

Or, if you're a conspiracy theorist as I am, nothing matters in the first round because it's all for show. Everybody knows ahead of time who will "win" it, and what the second round dish will be. I do think the second round judging is honest.

Sharper than the first episode, but I'm still feeling it as a victory lap. This will not be a beloved TV institution across the generations or anything. They could have ended it where they did and they would have been fine. They want to go for one more, that's OK with me, too. I think they'll know when to put a bullet in it and it won't be on Season 14.

I would like to see Rachel's staff find one more story unrelated to 45 and Russia for each broadcast, so every day she could cut about 10 minutes of repeating over and over again the same things we know because she has said them many times before.

The thing about the Bangor couple to me was that there was all this noise about their (presumed) small budget for the hot seller's market there, but everything they looked at had a ton of land attached. There have to be houses on a quarter acre which are less. I'm also lost on why they need a 4 bedroom house when there was no talk of even imagined kids and it was just the two of them, But I guess it was all to match the houses they were "looking at" with the one they already owned.

Not only have I not learned their names I forget everything that happened the minute it's over. When I come to read about it here I find out what I saw. I'm like the goldfish for whom the castle in the corner is a surprise every time.

I was surprised Rach didn't note that Gawker lost the case while telling the truth. No one ever disputed that everything Gawker said was true and everything they published (if that term still counts in cyberworld) was authentic. That's different from libel or slander, and a scary precedent if you want to publish truth that the powerful/rich are uncomfortable hearing.

This was hashed out pretty thoroughly once on another of these boards, or maybe even back on TWOP. My takeaway was that the quiz show laws from the 1950s apply in cases like Jeopardy!, which are bona fide intellectual contests, or something like a race which can be objectively judged, but the more general run of reality competition shows with the results hanging on an aesthetic judgement like Top Chef or American Idol are seen strictly as entertainment programming and are not subject to those rules. And even if they were the participants have likely signed away their rights to complain about it in their agreements to appear on the show. Usually somewhere in small print in the credits it says the decisions made on the show can be arrived at in consultation with the producers and may be influenced by events not shown onscreen.

All of these reality TV shows cost literally millions of dollars to produce. It would be irresponsible to start a multi-million dollar project without a plan. They are writing a story arc which has a beginning and an end onscreen, and a future (sponsored appearances by the "winner", etc.) beyond. If I were in charge (which would put me a level above "Executive Producer" Tom C, although if you have a proven track record like his, you can within reason have your way as to how you handle your end), there's simply no way I would let anyone structure how they spent my millions of dollars based on week to week decisions as to whether or not some particular dish had too much salt. Who gives a shit? The job I am funding is to produce 13 hours of television which the product (which is you, the viewer) will find compelling enough to stick with throughout. Deliver that product (you, the viewer) so that I can sell advertising and recover my millions, and you can come back next year. I'm really confused as to how anyone finds these basic realities of "reality" television confusing.

I thought it was "whiny, whipped puppy dog". But maybe that's just me. I'm not a big fan of spirits, but when I do indulge I have them straight up. In any mixed drink where everything else is there to mask the taste of the main ingredient, it doesn't matter if you use $100 a bottle Patron or $20 a bottle Cuervo silver. So how this challenge was supposed to showcase the sponsor's product was a mystery to me. Nonetheless, since we've been hollering at our TV "dump John!" every week since RW and probably before, we were good with it finally happening.

Dude doesn't know what grandiose means. There's a "feeling of grandiose" in any room you walk into, tool. I did note that the room the real estate agent thought would be good for a nursery ended up as her office. She's a cardiologist and he passes gas? She was way out of his league anyway - give it a couple of years (or maybe months), take half of his million and walk away, girl.

I was not moved by the song and found it a waste of Sam's severely limited air time.

I missed episode 1 but watched 2 today and thoroughly enjoyed it. The ladies are game and going for it, I've got no problem with them as hosts. Jack was fine with Julia on the taste test, and I didn't miss the bowtie at all. (Speaking of which, I heard some of his radio show today, and you call in at 1-800-4bowtie. No. Just no. I guess 1-800-asshole must have been taken.) The first stew looked good if I can find the right cut of meat, and even as a committed carnivore I'd try the second one if somebody else would make it for me.

They used to play the ATK podcast as a weekly radio show on my local NPR station, and its former place in the lineup has been filled with CKs Milk Street Radio.

We Tauri get off easy.

And just like the other two Louisville episodes I've seen this year, the buyer ends up in a bourgeois crackerbox a half hour away from town, which is not inconsiderable in a city the size of Louisville. The first and third homes may actually have been in town or certainly nearby. There are cool Victorians close to the city center I'd like to see inside of, and I'm lost why HH keeps heading out to the suburbs to showcase these modern builder grade palaces instead.

I was watching a Simpson's mini-marathon last night which was focused on "future Simpsons" episodes. In one, Lisa had just been elected President, but the country was in a complete mess because she took over from (you guessed it) president Trump. Episode date 2000.

Not strictly political, but it works. No soundtrack so SFW

And Rachel didn't mention that everything Gawker printed was the truth, never disputed by the overfunded "winning" side.

Actually that would be "resistance is voltage divided by amps (current)," We're not in a post-truth world yet!

Yeah, I had never heard of him at all until it was revealed he funded the Gawker/Hogan trial, and didn't know until a couple of days ago when I read an article on the trial that he was a Drumpfite. Now think again about Drumpf's position on libel laws, while you consider that Theil just put a company out of business by winning a libel case where what the defendant had published was the undisputed truth. Best we can hope for is somebody whispers in Drumpf's ear that that Theil guy is a queer, and they freeze him out.

Children don't belong on TV for grownups. If I remember to check back, maybe I'll watch BBF when they are gone.

I'm not sure the guy we saw was the same one I heard on NPR (I think it is), but that guy said he did great planting fake stories on Drumpf groups but when he tried on Hillary groups no one believed them. And he also tried to pretend he was conducting some sort of social experiment and the point of it all was not just to glean ad-click money. See, it happened again - I don't believe that second part.

Not to worry. I read the arena in Cincinnati was half empty.

Just by the by, I turned on my local NPR station this weekend at the time ATK radio had always been on, and instead it was Milk St. Radio starring Mr. Peepers.