The Diary of Me

I'm not going to explain my absence, but I will provide the reason for my return: 

My copy of R. Kelly's memoir should arrive on my doorstop next week and I am going to need an outlet for my thoughts. 


I guess we all need a 'diary of me.' 

Marcel Is Back!

I love this. 

Hat Trick

I know everyone thinks that their friends send them the best stuff via email/text, but my friends really outdid themselves today.  

1. Thanks Kellie! You know how much I love Ryan Gosling memes! 

2. Thanks Aussies! You know how much I love terrible music videos!

3. Thanks Laura! You know how much I love awkward childhood photos featuring hideous sweaters. Bonus points for a sweater within a sweater! 

Pearl Jam Twenty

Watched Pearly Jam Twenty this weekend- very well done. Cameron Crowe did a great job of balancing the story of the band's meteoric rise while simultaneously exploring the reasons behind their longevity. 

I'll be listening to Ten all week . . .

Don't Be Afraid

You know what I would have added to this scene . . . 

Make up your mind
Decide to walk with me
Around the lake tonight
Around the lake tonight
By my side
By my side
I'm not gonna lie
I'll not be a gentleman
Behind the boathouse
I'll show you my dark secret

If it meant losing my job as a Bravo employee I would have found a way to switch the music from that ridiculous sap to Possum Kingdom by The Toadies. Could any song have been more appropriate? 

Call me crazy, but it's hard for me to take a love scene seriously when I've been watching a man behave like a serial killer all season. 

Doooo yoouuu want to diiiiie? 

Oh man, that would have been grrreat. 

MED: I Don't Know How Much Longer I Can Do This

Dear Bravo Producers,


Remember Blowout? I do. That's how long I've been watching Bravo reality series. Aaand, I'm from Texas. If Most Eligible Dallas doesn't appeal to me, you've got problems. Miami Social kinda problems. 


I'm well aware of the limitations of a reality series, and so I don't ask for much- I watched all three season's of Work Out for heaven's sake. ALL THREE! 


This last episode was particularly terrible. Usually with these sorts of shows there seems to be a climax (example: Taylor's nervous breakdown on this week's Real Housewives of Beverly Hills). What would be the climax of MED this week? Glenn hanging out with his ex-girlfriend (and somehow managing to screw up a "that's what she said" joke)? Matt and Neill sharing french fries? Courtney's day date with the South African dude and her minions? Drew not telling Cody that he loves him? 


Oh no, Bravo producers- was it supposed to be the dog rescue? 


Laaaaaaaaaaame. 

MED Think Tank

*I wanted to post this earlier in the week, but I became overwhelmed with other stuff. Please excuse my tardiness, as well as the crazy font size and style changes. Something is rotten in the state of Blogger. 

This post is made possible in part by a friend who I lovingly refer to as Tank. We are both watching Most Eligible Dallas even though we think it's a terrible, terrible reality series. Why are we subjecting ourselves to these characters week after week? Because we're dedicated Bravo fans from Texas. We have to watch this show no matter how ridiculous it is. 


I was reminded of how awful MED is last week when it followed The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills season premiere. Most Eligible Dallas makes Real Housewives of Beverly Hills look like Mad Men. I guess after years of digesting reality series my palate only responds to a particularly spectacular brand of dysfunction. 


So here we go with notes for the cast and crew of Most Eligible Dallas: 


Dear Bravo Producers/Editors,
Were you trying to find the lamest intro song possible for the MED opening credits? WHAT is THAT?


Dear Courtney, 
You are at the upper most echelon of Southern Bells.  We get it.  You know which side of the plate the fork and knife go on, we bow down. Also, do you have some sort of word limit that you must hit every day or else one of your family members will be burned alive? What's with the urgency? We're not at a Rush party. You can take your time during the interviews. While I realize it's totally lame that I paused the DVR to calculate how rapidly you speak, I feel it is my duty to forgo my own coolness to share this fact with you: it took 16 seconds for you to say the following:


"The relationship that Matt’s parents have is kind of the relationship in my mind 

that I want to have with somebody one day. So when people are like Courtney you are delusional with this ridiculous checklist and all these expectations and all these standards being set so high I’m like hello Matt’s parents have that so obviously it’s possible and obviously it can happen."

That's 64 words. 64 words in 16 seconds. SLOW DOWN COURTNEY. It's going to be okay. 

I did love the dress your sported for DIFFA, but in true Courtney fashion you ruined it by obnoxiously obsessing over how 'amazing' it was ALL NIGHT.  And yes, your jewelry is vintage Chanel.  We know.  

Before we move on I would like to throw this out there for your benefit: Matt's commitment timeline does not afford him with a wife his own age. Just a thought. 

Dear Tara (and the majority of the U.S. population),

Learn when to use the word 'literally.' It's not a difficult concept to grasp. For example the following statement does not need to be prefaced by the word 'literally':"There are literally so many charity events on any given week in Dallas."There is no way that anyone would assume you meant that figuratively Tara. 

Courtney, 

I'm sorry- I thought we were done. This actually applies to you as well. Remember when you were eating with Matt's parents and said, "Literally, if they bring a bread basket it's over!"? Oh Courtney, how I wish that was a literal statement. 

Dear Jody,

Don't have a DTR when you look like Cheech. (Although good call having it when Tara was intoxicated, I think that totally helped your case.)

Dear Neill,

I think you and Drew need to get together for a beer and try to figure out who comes in first place for worst blind date ever. 

Dear Glenn's kicker pal, 

A girl told you that she was tired on your date and you responded with,"I know I've been searching for this BMX Bike for awhile now . . . can you believe that? It's crazy."

This sort of statement is a large part of why she's saying she's tired. 

Dear Glenn,

Where do you find these people? Is the NFL rife with these sorts? 

Dear Drew, 

I love that you love your family so much and I am very impressed by your ability to parallel park.  I want you to keep blossoming.  However, a part of this process is realizing that instead of trying to win over people like Courtney, it's better to make the discovery that holding their attention is not worth the effort that task requires. And you're not going to distract Courtney from herself when she's wearing vintage Chanel jewelry. She needs to tell everyone that she's wearing vintage Chanel jewelry. All. Night. Long.Focus your energy elsewhere sweetheart. She's not worth your time/bids for attention via temper tantrums. 

Mother of Drew's step brothers, 

It is SO awkward that you call Mr. Ginsberg "Daddy."  Additionally, I think that Bravo used a pole to block you out of the Ginsberg family entrance of the DIFFA awards.  (Censored by Bravo?  Yikes.)

Dear DIFFA,

I think the work you do is wonderful, the fashion I find questionable.  See Daylon's black, transparent, mesh shirt, or as I like to call it "what everyone wore to the gay bars in 2002."  

Oh, Matt,

Were you in this episode? I guess you did provide that awkward high five (which surprisingly went unnoticed by Courtney! I thought she would be desperate for any sort of physical contact with you . . . ) over your grandmother's player status. Oh and your breathy conversation with Tara during that prolonged hug at her charity event was bizarre. Can you talk to a woman without imagining you are seducing them? And last, but not least, I love that your limited attention to Neill is something you call "being focused." I can't imagine living your perspective Matt. I really can't.