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The red tile backsplash was more than like a punch in your face of color, but fine. The entire red and white decorating scheme throughout the house? Whoa.

Did we see the actual surgery on the goldfish? My satellite may have skipped. I saw the X-ray with the fish in a plastic bag of water but I was curious how it was possible to operate. Wouldn't the fish be unable to breathe? Dr. Dee continues to drop these crazy personal anecdotes on us -- Moved to Alaska by herself in her 20s! Became a pilot! Started a Montessori dog training school! Built her own house! Former body building champion!

What the writers would have to do to make me stop watching: Fabricate an entire team of superheroes and make Oliver a neutered supporting player. Oh, right.

Thanks for the explanation. My odium is such, however, that I refuse to let a reasonable explanation interfere with my disgust.

ILGWU! What she needs to do is buy some industrial knitting machines and set up a proper factory. What the retirees need to do is sell the stuff they make online for $125 each and cut out the middleman.

I feel like I need to post under an assumed name in order to admit this, but I agree. Paul is the one putting words in people's mouths to make his point.

Ah, defense lawyers with completely unsympathetic clients -- serial cheaters/embezzlers/bigamists/sex fetishists/liars of all stripes: "Nobody is saying my client was husband of the year, but that doesn't make him a murderer!" Maybe not, but it sure gives the jury a pretty good idea of the type of scummy person he is. If someone could do those horrible things without conscience or remorse, well, it's just one step further to murder.

For crissake, Tim. Twiggy wore whatever damned well the designers/magazines she was paid to model for gave her to wear. If his implication is that he's familiar with everything she wore in her personal life, just shut up. I'm so over him. Out of curiosity, I sent a screenshot of the winning team to a few friends who aren't familiar with the show, asking which of the three decades inspired it and which outfit was the winner. Most people guessed the 50s, although some said "none of the above." The winner was divided between the navy peplum and the tan coat dress. Nobody thought the red choir robe won shit, but to be fair, it looked even bunchier and more ill-fitting in the screenshot than it did moving down the runway.

Apparently he's fed up with them because their haughty opinions don't mesh with his haughty opinions. His head, oh how it's grown.

It's not out of character, but it's exasperating IRL when people I know consistently screw up, so it bothers me for fictional characters as well. But that's just my own impatient and unforgiving neuroses. ;)

I think Trump vs Sanders would be a pretty close race, honestly. They both have polarizing opinions and I'd expect zero crossover from the true believers of either party. The independents would be the deciders, and who knows. Bernie's socialist platform vs Trump's caveman policies ...

I'm a Democrat simply observing from the sidelines, but I have to believe that, as clumsy as his campaign has been, the Republicans are going to default to Jeb in the end. How could they, in all seriousness, nominate any of the other candidates? If we go through a wormhole and it is Trump, I will laugh and laugh.* * Because I still have some confidence in American voters and there is just no way that Hillary wouldn't crush his idiocy.

Should they watch an episode of TPC? :)

Just to reduce my feelings to their lowest common denominator of pettiness, every time a character says the word "thinny" I want to throat punch them. If there was any good left in the show I'd probably laugh it off, but as things are the inane stupidity of that word scalds me every time I hear it.

It's starting to jell in my mind that 95% of the contestants on this show simply turn out dishes that are variations of what they already cook in their restaurants. Maybe with a couple small changes to suit the challenge parameters, but it's all basically something they already know/do. Whenever they're forced to be creative and design a dish from scratch, make a desert, use unfamiliar ingredients, or venture in any way outside their narrow wheelhouses, they fail.

I guess Oliver has completely forgotten his own feelings of betrayal and heartbreak at the lies he's been told, mostly notably by his mother and sister.

The way some of you feel about Whitney or D'elia? Apparently I feel the same about Tiffany Haddish. Had to stop watching halfway through. She just couldn't stop talking, and none of it was funny. Hey, comics? Long, drawn-out jokes and personal anecdotes don't really work on this show. (Ahem. That goes for Hartwick, too, but he remains undeterred in making the show a bully pulpit for his beliefs.)

I didn't think of that, but seriously! The soup may have had a bit of butter or cream, but it's easy to substitute for those. A lot of chefs seem to panic when they hear "vegan" and their only thought is "vegetables." What about grains, fruits, pasta, bread, legumes, nuts? Over the years, the judges have singled out various side dishes, vegetables, potatoes, pea puree, etc. as being outstanding. They want the chefs to show some innovation, sure, but they're also seduced by straight up delicious food, even if it's a simple ("rustic!") vegetable stew. On the other hand, I don't remember them ever giving props for a salad. It may be "fine" or even "good," but salads are always deemed a cop-out, both in team and individual challenges: "What else did you do all day?"

I wouldn't be all, "oh my!" if I saw Neil in a crowded bar, but if we were co-workers and he asked me out, I wouldn't say no. His eyes are pretty high on the googly scale, though, and I'd be a terrible shrew about him needing to lose the beard. If anybody watching in HD on a big screen could discern the vaunted pattern in Neil's tuxedo, you're better than me.

I'm not sure I got the best look at everyone's choices, but it seemed like all or most of the people who chose to break down the chickens made it to the final 9 while none of the asparagus peelers or artichoke turners did.

Not trying to be contrary, but I watched 6-7 episodes on Netflix recently and simply couldn't stomach the violence. It's just kill, kill, kill, blood, blood, blood, fighting, punching, shooting, slashing, and then more killing, all to no good purpose that I could see. I had no idea there were multiple seasons or that it was popular. Very odd to me. ;)

Bill does seem sincere in his coaching and love for pageants, but I truly do not get men who identify as straight but choose to adopt stereotypical gay mannerisms. Why so camp? I wish he'd address it on the show. Otherwise, I've only seen 4 episodes but good lord, the girls he works with are such dimwits. Perhaps his higher echelon clients didn't want to be filmed. I might hire him as my coach but probably not as my attorney.

How surprised can the family members and friends be, really? "Okay, I have something to tell you and it has nothing to do with the camera crew and lights being set up, the microphones you're wearing, or all the producers milling around."

I don't give this show much credit, but even they would have found any criminal records. Takes 10 minutes online. Whether or not they decided to overlook it is another matter. I generally disbelieve all Internet rumors as a matter of course. Even after Jessica and Davina confirmed some of what we'd heard, it was still filtered through their eyes. Sean and Ryan (and Cilona) had their own versions, so meh.

I don't see how Vanessa could have sex on her wedding night, what with that big fake bun plunked on her head. Unless it's the daintiest, most tepid sex ever, the thing is bound to fall off. Her real hair has been so scraped and squished underneath that it's going to take major reconstruction to get it back to looking presentable. Hey, we women think about these things.