If Hosea is a top chef, then I am Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Seriously, just because he can cook some fish does not make him a top chef. I am so pissed that Carla lost--her crazy bug eyes during the confessionals well, bugged, me early in the season, but she grew on me. She was funny, down-to-earth and not annoying--a total boon in reality TV world. She also could cook, so why-oh-why would she take advice from Casey on the biggest night of her life? There is a reason Casey lost! And I would have even preferred arrogant Stefan to win over hosebag Hosea--he clearly was the better chef. Rocco was looking a little beefy last night, and I missed the Fabio-isms!
Also started watching American Idol. I liked the Pete Wentz-ish dude and the girl who sang Heart. I'm not quite sure what to make of the guy who sang Jennifer Hudson--I assume he made it through on the basis of some talent, but I didn't see it last night.
And The Amazing Race is back! The overachieving Asian brother-sister team are starting to bug me--the brother needs to cut down on the smiling--it's making my cheeks start to hurt. The hillbilly couple probably surprised everyone by not being the first ones out (they were like the beekeepers of this season--throwaway team that you assumed would be out first), but I wasn't surprised they went out second. And it's a good thing that the bickering team went out first--I would not have survived this season if I had to watch that dysfunctional relationship.
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