Tuneful

I feel that somehow I’ve been transported into the movie “Groundhog Day ” and must view the same clips over and over every week or episode. Evidently the producers assume no intelligence or memory on my part, even though we are now at Episode 11 and only the die-hard can be assumed to be present. I hate being treated like a moron, although I guess these days that can be considered a compliment. It makes me sad to see Kreeny persist, although I know it’s for her sake and her family. Maybe it’s like Jenny’s mom having to go abroad. At least K. seems genuine. I wonder how her retired-cop father feels about the felony/felonies and, if he also knows that Pole probably has no economic prospects. Abby is a snake, a liar, and quite ordinary looking, with those spaniel-ear extensions a-flappin'. I wish whiny Sean would meet with an unfortunate accident (paging Mambo Gladys!) and be replaced with John, the only voice of sanity in this hot mess along with Delusional Larry’s brother and Filipina SIL, and Mamas Jesse and Patrick. I can’t believe Larry didn't have the decency to say goodbye and apologize in person to Papa, who looked so upset in that one clip. The Notorious Larry-P is rapper fabulous in that hat. I cringed the more he slid his tentacles and dumped his FEELINGS all over J. (without asking anything about hers or what she wants), serving to make her cry and recoil all the harder. But for her part, she should have told him it’s not working. I know, I dream. Re Sulky Elly Mae—Cortney, don’t tell me you live in Orlando, travel the world, and can’t handle a patch of heat and humidity. It's not like she parachuted in from the North Woods. It’s obvious she always expects someone else to pick up the tab. I’m sure she’s never available to reciprocate the free hospitality of her “couch surfing” hosts, in her parents’ home. Clearly I’m a sucker to, like, work and pay rent. Antonio is at least 40 (miles of hard road). Jesse, you don’t get on one knee, place a “diamond"-looking ring on a woman’s left ring finger and announce your “appreciation.” “Appreciation” is a nice pen a boss gives someone after 10 years of service. As if we should kiss HIS ring because he went to the immense trouble of having the Dutch J.C. Penney engrave it. With all those dangerous-looking gears and machinery grinding a foot or two away (so romantic!), if it were me, this scene would haunt my nightmares forever. Even garbage trucks would trigger PTSD. I wish this were Hitchcock so Darcy could "accidentally" bump him to Geardom Come. How gentlemanly to force someone who’s afraid of heights to climb a vertical ladder (probably in heels) to Norman Bates's Attic, for all she knew. Don't you love these men pushing their dates into humiliating physical exercise and then criticizing them? All in all, no wonder I don't want to date. I might have coffee with John, though. P.S. What is Patrick on? Ritalin? Bolivian marching powder?

How many different ways did Chris have to say, "If the cameras weren't here, you'd be giving me (act #1) or (act #2) right here in the car?" He seemed so juvenile. I did respect his walking out on Sean's hissy fit, and I did not respect Sean's dressing down Abby as if she were his teenage daughter. He gives me the creeps, but I do wish for his sake he'd just get on the next plane. I'm getting tired of Paul's whiny accent. He makes Jethro Clampett sounds like Lawrence Olivier. I doubt Paul is smart enough to plan laying his criminal past on Karine after he'd given her a taste of his creepin' crawlin' mojo. C'mon, baby, light my fire! However, having a criminal past is one of the things a person should tell someone EARLY in dating! (Same thing if you want a NON-DRINKER, I'm looking at YOU, Jesse.) And does Paul even work, with his record? Probably lives off Mom. My unqualified opinion is that when he gets close to a woman, his pathological self-hatred and Mommy issues emerge. Karine may cry for a day or two but she'll be lucky if she doesn't check into this Bates Motel. Cortney--all she does is whine and criticize him, trying endlessly to find ways to blame him for her bad choice in coming over there and expecting the Romance of the Century. Are "blondes" with "clear eyes" really worth it? I guess for a shag or two, but the droning on gets tedious fast, especially when English is such a struggle. Announcing loudly in the restaurant, "I'm going to go to the bathroom"--way to keep it classy, Corts! Darcey--the talking-to by Elderly Gloria Bunker (i.e., Mom) seems to have sunk in, since D. said several times this epi that "we're getting to know each other," instead of "when are you gonna propose?" A lot of these stories give me a sense of how many people there are who are deeply damaged in some way, or even mentally unbalanced, and rely on fantasy romances to fix themselves and their lives.

She has said the whole time she's exhausted so maybe that would fit...if she can hurry this thing up she can birth her own little American...

All right, boys and girls, everyone over their 90-day Hangover yet? Good! Me neither. Pebbles, I mean, Patrick: His hips swivel when he walks, and I don't know whether it's more of a Marilyn Monroe effect or Mikhail Baryshnikov. If we were walking together as dates, he'd get more catcalls, which ain't good, 'cause I'm female. Also, the Outback Bloomin' Onion on his head would have to go. Or maybe he's Pebbles Flintstone come back. His Mom is sensible, like Wilma. Yabbadabbadoo! Sean/Abby: My gaydar goes off with him, maybe it's the bitchy way he often talks. Stick a fork in this, it's done. I'm pegging Chris as a retired cop or firefighter from some b*mf**k northern place with liberal retirement benefits and medical maryjane. He's smooth, slick, and fun, not looking to be tied down, pays Abby well, and she has a good time. But girlfriend is like a small child, and a Millennial in that God forbid you should EVER end things with a "friend" (wink wink), like when you get, you know, a husband? And why is she relying on old white dudes to get out of there? What about colleges that for example have scholarships for international students? She's using Seanie to make Chris jealous and it ain't gonna fly. Jesse/Darcey: Who wouldn't want to stay 100% stone-cold sober when spending at least 18 hours a day in a tiny studio with Adolf Titler--named after his idea of a romantic seduction scene, a bed full of LED blinking t**s? His Mom was kind and tactful, and dresses and looks arty yet age-appropriate. Morticia Addams, take note. You look nice without the warpaint, fillers, etc., and with some Forever 41 outfits, you could do better out there in a 25-mile radius from home. So here's my theory: Jesse is an ACOA (you can look it up). His stepfather was socking away the booze at that first dinner and that's why he was extra-ugly to Darcey, and probably that way all the time to Jesse. So J. freaks out if GF has a little nip. My money is on that she wasn't drunk that night--rather, exhausted, homesick, and got the Cold Dead Haddock of Reality tossed in her face, although nicely, by her BF's mom. What is the attraction with a son-figure, anyway? Please get some therapy, D, I think it would help you. Larry/Jenny--Speaking of Cold and Dead, I saw those eyes on too many of them tonight. The Larry situation just makes me really sad. It makes me wish he is just acting. Strangely, it also makes me sad about the dating situation in this country for divorced men over a certain age, when it's women who usually get the bad rap. The men just do not know what to do, and most fall apart if alone. I could come away from this show thinking that being employed, responsible, decent health, sane, and an American who's maybe a 7 in looks, I'd be a real catch for some dude 58-68. Yeah, laugh, clowns, laugh--it's bad out there, certainly around the two major cities where I've lived the longest, the Boston and DC areas. This show needs to be on EVERY NIGHT. But the one thing they do wrong is hit us over the head dozens of times with supposedly the key plot scenes. If I have to listen to that robotic "Accidentally, love" clip again about being on FilipinoCupid, that's IT! It's OVAH!

Yeah, rhymes with "weenie." With industrial condoms and a full-body net, of course.

"You can't fix stupid." "Stupid is as stupid does." Despite my commitment to this Parade of Stupid, I bowed out after about 20 minutes into the ol' bait 'n switch second hour by this execrable network. I thought Patrick's reaction was pretty contained under the circumstances. I just hope I don't have to see that Outback Bloomin' Onion topping the crocheted beanie on his head anymore. Karine is running out of patience, as well she should. That translation-app alone would get old to me after an hour or two, and listening to Decrepit Green Card Ticket whine and obsess. I feel bad for Larry. How can you run the franchise of one of the nation's largest corporations and be so blind? It's a sad comment on how desperate people get, and on giving up on their own country after a disappointment or two. Maybe PT Barnum said it best. Most of these guys looking for (in their desperation) submissive, foreign women get what's coming to them. Speaking of which, the guy with the lake house in the second hour made me sad--here he has reached his dream of where to live, how to live, etc., and he's willing to chuck it all so Wifey can hang out with her hair academy homies in the city. I guess an American-style commute to a large, idyllic home in a safe neighborhood isn't okay with her. Cortney has pretty eyes and is a pretty girl, if one can make it past the gum issue. I don't know where to start with the dopiness--going in the first place, not arranging a hotel, agreeing to go to the pageant, etc. I wonder if she's special-needs, because she should not be let out alone. What else does she need to understand that A s a player? Don't the photo poses of some of these people tell these goofs anything (looking at you, too, Darcey)? I doubt A's even looking for a green card.

The acting of Sister MJ, Fred, and Violet really shone for me in this epi. As far as the writing, it was okay, although I rolled my eyes a few times. One was when Reggie turned on the gas stove, locked himself out, and, when Fred came back many hours later, nothing bad had happened. You can’t tell me someone wouldn’t have walked by the building, or up to the shop door, with a lit butt in their hand, and blown the whole block to smithereens. A second was the driving lesson on manual transmission on a crowded inner-city street. Nurse Crane is too smart for that. A third was the conversion wit' a quickness, of Vi to Team Reggie. Trixie--I loved when she stood up to that dentist a couple of times, and how nice of the writers to have a hunky, single, age-appropriate, and prosperous man who works in health care happen to stroll into her life. (BTW, do any men ask ladies they’ve just met out to dinner anymore, instead of a coffee bar?) Is Trixie sober and attending her AA meetings? It’s never mentioned. For anyone I’ve known who went to AA and stayed sober, sobriety is #1 and the meetings a big part of their life. I loved the glance Reggie gave a girl on the grass on his way in, and I look forward to seeing more of Nurse Dwyer. Once again with feeling, good riddance to Sister Ursula, who would never have permitted Trixie to spend that kind of time with a complex patient or any patient.

Now has been shown in U.S., and it was truly one of the most wretched season finales I’ve ever wasted my time to watch. This show jumped the shark at least 2 years ago. Here they had an opportunity to perhaps explore some change or progression in Doc (e.g., related to Dr. Timoney’s life-altering accident? Buddy’s loyalty? A turn for Ruth’s brain tumor? An evolution on the part of Louiser?). Instead, they revert to the tired old cliche (three times now, at least) of a hostage situation, Doc being obnoxious in said situation, Penhale screwing up a rescue, some medical crisis on scene, Doc as the White Knight, and Louisa going googly again watching him do it. They can’t get along and they’re not happy, but we’re supposed to be believe this is a happy ending. The still and the B 'n B -- who cares? My cat could do a better writing job at this point.

Usually I have some kind of feeling of sympathy for the hoarders but Laura was too repellent. I started just fast-forwarding through her outbursts.John is a victim of spousal abuse and I'm guessing he had an abusive alcoholic mom and/or dad. He's a nice man with money and could do a lot better than Laura. I'm glad to see he is finally beginning to see some daylight and push back to her manipulating and berating, though he caves whenever his daughter (who can't ever see anything wrong with her mom) whimpers. I wonder if he's started doing something about his own drinking and is beginning to "clear up." He went above and beyond with his storage offer. Doesn't the Toddler Tyrant work?? Too bad John didn't enforce her moveout date with some kind of legal notice/action and I hope he does so. At least I was cheered by Green's eyeshadow, tough Qs, and lurid wig. Maybe Laura is a drug dealer (how else would be she be getting money?), to wit the horrible skin, extreme mood swings, etc.

Holy cow. She looks a lot older than that, the BF (did they mention HS sweethearts?) even more so. I'm skeptical that place can be made livable, and acceptable in terms of city codes, but good luck with that project--and to the friends who are having them live in for however long.

My gaydar went off the moment I saw Brian. I wonder what the condo neighbors thought when this hissy, probably-controlling HOA president had junk trucks arrive and tons of clutter spread all over their common property. S-w-e-e-e-t. I bet he had to tell them of the problem. I’m glad it was Dr. Green. Every time Zasio is on I want to throw something at the TV set. I like Matt but the male hoarders always seem to get pissed at him. It was good to see both hoarders in the epi be on board with the efforts and actually help. I too was creeped out by Coral’s BF. Why can’t both of them work? (I bet there’s at least one “disability” claim in there.) Why is she so attached to that piece-of-junk trailer? Clearly she has mental issues, and if I were her family I’d rather see her move into senior housing. But, unfortunately, she’s not the only senior I’ve seen who refuses to leave. I think her church is enabling her by “fixing up” that piece of cr@p.

It was punishingly boring. He must have paid double to be on for the whole hour. Nearly-nude body painting for the first date? Ugh, NO class, and does Patti have no control over what they choose for those first dates? It was like the episode about Chris Manza in that this guy will never move on from his "butler" (really?) and his homies the way Chris will never move on from his Mom. Such a turnoff to women. These guys do not want to grow up, and why should they, they are surrounded by enablers who do everything but wipe their azzes for them.

Newcomer to posting here. I appreciate all the reality checks as I find this show oddly compelling, is it because I’m single or it’s compellingly bad? (Although I think Patti's instincts are right at times.) I kept getting distracted by the tennis player’s resemblance to Hugh Grant. I think he picked well, making a cute couple who seem well suited. They don't appear deep, but not everyone needs that, I guess. I’m so tired of seeing people who come in and tell Patti they want to do it differently this time, yet they always pick the type that didn’t pan out before—e.g., a M athlete says he wants a woman to settle down with and will take it slow, but he picks the best arm candy and tries to get into her pants immediately. There are no words for Sheree, who makes Kim Jong-il look like Mother Teresa. What an angry, bitter hot mess. I worried that she would eat the sweet first guy (on the boat) for lunch, but I liked the way the second (Rasheed) and her eventual date saw through her wit a quickness. Patti does herself no favors bringing hopeless, unlikable cases onto her show. Maybe she needs to go to Codependents Anonymous.