At Long Last--My Thoughts on EVERYTHING

Preface: I cannot express how sad I am to have to watch the Bachelor each week...alone (sigh, quite a different alone time than that cherished by the Bach ladies), especially when I know all of you are gathered together in DC watching, gossiping, laughing, and pausing the DVR for LATBachelorFan's photo ops. I do sometimes feel like I am there. When I read about mammoth feet ruining a grand tv moment, I know what it would be like to be there. I think of those mammoth feet next to my own freakish hooves and almost shed a tear that I cannot play mamma foot/baby foot with dear friends every Monday. But, I digress. All of this embittered, emotional rambling, though appropriate in tone, is still off subject. I realize this will probably be my first and last post and that there is a lot to cover in regards to this historic and most intense season ever, so let us begin!

First, I find the most appropriate place to begin is my own sweet home: Alabama. We have brought you the likes of the Tragic Widow and bubbly Brooke, and I think Chris Harrison would be the first to admit that the Bama girls sure know how to bring on the crazy...the crazy essential to a successful bachelor season. WHY? Why does Alabama have to be the state leading the charge in reality tv comic genius and ultimate awkwardness? Where are you Mississippi? Well, whatever the reason, Stephanie put Brooke's stepdaddy's shrine to Bama to shame. Between bringing bags of jewelry, dressing Sophia in what have to be doll's clothes, promising to pleasure her man in a way that makes testicles accross the nation recede, and hitting high notes the likes of which make those testicles vow never again to drop, she takes the cake. Oh, and did I mention a face that looks like Scarlett O'Hara stuck her head out of a Boeing 747 midflight. Well, Stephanie, you are at least sweet as pecan pie, so for that I salute you. It could be worse. In fact, I'll bet the next ambassador from this great state will be some KKK backwoods vigiliante, so I guess I should, like Stephanie, thank God and count my blessings.

Second, I did come up with a couple of nicknames. The first I feel bad even mentioning because it belongs to our beloved Jill, but I still have to do it. After she decided to ride Jason's pony Ginuwine style in the romantic getaway date--by far my favorite part of any bachelor season--she couldn't escape getting a nickname: The Horny Mounty. Get it?? She's Canadian and mounted Jason?? I love explaining my own jokes. Well, speaking of ponies. Moll sure does love that side pony frizzed to all hell. I loved it too in 4th grade and tacky prom. Now in 2009, when I'm on a romantic date, not so much. I will say that coif paired with her toothy grin and always saccharine demeanor probably won her a Little Miss Grand Rapids back in the day. So, Molly I crown you Tacky Prom Queen. But, wait...no, no, no. It's not JUST the hair that sets her apart. What about her love of golf?? A love that got Jason to admit Ty was practically raised on the golf course--mahahaha, we love the driving range! Well, I love the country club, ahahaha!! That reminds me of a sorority mixer: Tennis Hoes and Golf Pros. Oh wait, and wasn't she the one to do the walk of shame. Seems to me our girl Molly has made herself the butt of quite a few sources of sorority irony and derision. Maybe, just maybe, she will leave the Playboy Mansion and settle down with Jason as a Trophy Wife. So what nickname could possibly capture a girl who is so fake that even sororities scorn her? To protect the innocent (and by innocent I mean all the names of real people I want to insert here), for now I'll stick with Tacky Prom Queen.

Alright, now onto what little else I can remember from weeks past.
Charlie O'Connel: most intense announcement of alcoholism EVER
Shayne's disgust at the other members of her cast: get over it Monkey
Naomi's mom: God I love crazy hippies
Naomi's dad: JC was a Jew. You're in good company.
Shannon: how many uncontrollable bodily excretions can one woman contribute to a season: saliva, snot, vomit, suntan lotion squirt...well done
Erika: you seem like the type of woman to save up her Camel Cash in order to buy something real nice
Megan: try being a little less soft, and really go for it when you kiss someone next time
Lauren: JC Penny called. They want their juniors section back.
Natalie: I really can't do any better than Rotisserie Barbie--that is CLASSIC...leave it to Joel McHale
Nikki: you want me to sing?? OOPS! I crapped my pants!
Raquel: little too ethnic for this season

And, now for the future. WHAT oh WHAT is going to happen next week--WHAT is going to make Jason's face contort in such indescribable pain. Is Dede going to attempt suicide?? Is Moll going to take a golf club to Mell?? Is Mell going to admit she has no parents and was raised by gnomes?? Is Ty going to tell daddy he's gay?? All I know is I want to pee myself every time they give that shot of Jason weeping as he approaches that balcony. Seriously, a man crying that hard is just hilarious. Holy crap! I think I just figured it out!! Remember that moment in Ace Ventura: Pet Detective--Finkle and Einhorn, Finkle and Einhorn, Einhorn and Finkle? Finkle IS Einhorn. Einhorn IS Finkle. And, then Ace realizes he made out with a man and weeps in the shower. So, here it is: Stephanie comes back and reveals that while one daddy may have gone to heaven the other daddy stayed behind. All that plastic surgery was intended to do more than preserve her youth....if you want the mechanics, you'll have to ask our resident M.D. But, doesn't it make perfect sense?? What else makes a man begin uncontrollably weeping on national television.? Seriously, I may be a psychic. With that--I'm spent and so I'm out.

The Bachelor: All the News That's Fit to Print

You know a show has made a comeback when "The Gray Lady" of newspapers writes a story on the success of this season.

This photo is quite perplexing in that it looks as if "J" must have just said something hysterically funny. But regular viewers of the show will know that this is close to impossible as Jason, although kind-hearted as he may be, doesn't have a funny bone in his body. Poor guy.

This story only echoes rumors that I have been reading on various blogs everywhere - namely that the season finale is absolutely shocking. The show's creator and producer, Mike Fleiss, even refers to the finale's "freakishness." I won't attempt to speculate on what is going to happen, but all I know is that it's going to be good! Stay tuned.

P.S. - This story suggests that whomever gets rejected is going to be the Bachelorette for the season of the show this summer. While I hope that Jillian wins because I think she rocks, now I almost want her to lose because I think she can do better than Jason and I would love to see her take her pick from 25 hotties!!

"This is THE Country Club"

First, let me point out that Jason, or shall we call him "J." as he refers to himself in the notes he obviously (and not ABC) writes in the date boxes, has shortened every single one of the girls names. Moll, Na (pronounced Neigh, like the horse), Jill, Mel. I mean, is he that lazy? Can he not call them by their full names? Maybe that's why he got rid of Treasure in the first round. No nickname for that one. Treas just doesn't go over well. Or maybe he's just not clever enough to come up with a pet name for them so this is the best he can do as far as romantic nicknames? Sad. I sure do miss Matt Grant calling everyone "Monkey."

I digress. I wanted to make a few points about Molly, as every episode she irritates me more and more. You'd actually think I would like her. Popped collar? Check! Country club snobbery? Check! Knows how to mix plaids? Check! All characteristics I usually gravitate towards. But her fakeness is really getting to me.

Everyone knows that thing called a "phone voice." You know, the voice you use when you pick up the phone at work and say "Good morning, this is DC Bachelor Fan, how can I help you?" It's a little nasal? And for some reason, everyone uses their phone voices to sound older, or more professional, or like they know what they are talking about. Often times, the "phone laugh" can be incorporated as well. "Of course, Peterson, I'll get that report to you by COB. Haha." Like you're having a good time. Anyway, I've decided that Molly only uses a phone voice. ONLY. I can't even imagine what her real voice sounds like. She is so fake it drives me crazy. Loosen up blondie. Don't be jealous the brunettes are outnumbering you. P.S. Jason loves your eyes so stop wearing so much goshdarn eye make-up. Fake fake fake.

Hidden Talent, my ass....

Can someone please tell these women that when they're asked to 'open up', it does not mean its time to pull out the crazy! In Episode II, when Jason asked to see everyone's hidden talents at the pool, I'll be honest, it was a little awkward. No one enjoys playing icebreaker games like it’s the first day of summer camp (not like you hadn't already picked out the people who were most likely to sneak out and steal pop sickles). But, it was the responses that made it SUPER awkward. Synchronized swimming, really? Luckily, Jason seems to have eliminated the girls who are aspiring singers/dancers/actresses, because that type of shameless self-promotion needed to be saved for Episode III when Megan earnestly declared herself God's Gift to Volunteerism. In another completely inappropriate moment of "sharing", brought on by Jason's request to "open up to me in a way I haven't seen before", Melissa informed us all that she had a breast reduction. As LAT pointed out, this was clearly NOT news that Boob Starer would take well. But, I have to give her credit, Molly's "secret talent" was a stroke of genius.

Molly disregarded "The Bachelor" rules, which I'm pretty sure are clear that if you make kissy faces on a group date, you will be ostracized by the other women and strung along by the bachelor to ultimately end up alone. But, she followed the rules of real life dating which would definitely prohibit any sort of deep thoughts/ skeleton sharing on date 2. That's why, after not even having a date in Episode III, Molly got a rose. It was a sneaky move, and that's why Molly is the Make-Out Bandit.