No, Really?

It was kind of a sad week. The new seasons of shows haven't started and the ones now are winding down.

Cake Boss: The Next Great Baker had it's finale. The last 3 bakertestants standing were Dana, Meghan and Corina. The poor final 3 had to gut out a grueling baking marathon. They had to bake pies, cakes and pastries to sell. First, the quick challenge was to see how much gunk they could scoop out of a grease trap. Ack! It was gross to watch so I can imagine it was worse to do. Dana won and was able to choose his staff of 4, from Buddy's whole staff, first. Then the bakers just spent all day and night baking their hearts out. Corina seemed the least experienced and I think her brain was totally dead. She barely made enough stuff while Dana and Meghan made way more than what was asked for. Very smart, since there was a competition to see how much they could sell too. Instead of money, people had tickets to trade for the baked goods. That meant, even if they only bought a cookie, it still counted. Dana won that round. Then the bakers also had to make and decorate a cake for the mayor of Hoboken. For some reason, I was expecting to see Frank Sinatra on the cake but it was more about city scapes. Corina sold the least so she was cut before the cake presentations. Then they had the ending in front of a large audience. Dana won, the confetti fell and everybody cheered. That was that. They did show Dana his new workplace complete w/ a cake in the shape of a bust of Dana. Oh boy!

The Fashion Show also had it's finale. The designers left were Dominique, the crazy Philipino guy and the gay black guy. They each had to make a collection of 9 pieces. So they worked and worked. Calvin seemed to be a magic elf banging clothes out like a machine. Jeffrey seemed to have a hot mess and Dominique was hoing and humming all over her area. Then they were each challenged to make a 10th design out of their comfort zone w/ the help of 1 former designer. We hear a lot of boo hoo stories about dying parents and how they're influencing the designs. Note to the director, we only need to hear that once. Where was the footage of actual sewing? So finally the final runway show comes about. Calvin goes first and his whole collection is white and black but not boring. His last look is a long red gown. Dominique's clothes look like homeless clothes. Only the people in Oregon wear grunge and it's because they're grungy and not in a good way. Jeffrey pulled out a miracle and actually had well sewn clothes to walk down the runway. Some of his stuff looked like the same stuff in a different color. So, the judges oohed and ahed. For a minute, I thought Calvin might win it, but Jeffrey was declared the winner and all the former contestants were there to congratulate him. So, that was that and I totally admit, I still don't know anything about fashion cuz I rarely agreed w/ the judges.

Top Chef Allstars didn't show a new episode this week. Booo!

The crying fatties aka The Biggest Loser had an abbreviated episode due to our media hog President having to make a big speech that really meant nothing. I refuse to watch him until he can tell the truth and I guess that will be never. They started out w/ a screaming match between Jillian and the remaining twin. So what if they did throw the weigh-in? Get over it and move on. Anyway, they had a temptation challenge. The fatties were presented w/ a big room of all their favorite foods. Whoever ate the most calories got to choose a team to go to the unknowns. Nobody ate. Then Arthur and his...what is he? Dad? Anyway, Arthur decided to eat a chicken leg and the sound effects were hilarious. We heard smacking, gnawing, gobbling and crunching w/ just one leg. It was quite amusing since it made Arthur look like a total pig. So he won and he sent the green team to the barn of the unknowns. We find that the unknowns don't have it too bad. They have a bigger swimming pool, maid service and meals cooked by someone other than them. That always helps cuz food cooked by someone else always tastes better. Then the Main ranch fatties had to do a challenge against the green team representing the unknowns. They had to guess the number of calories in a table of the favorite foods of the fatties. Each number was pulled up w/ lights indicating if they were on the mark, under or above it. The Main ranch people won and their prize was letters from home. Everybody cried and the letters sounded like they were written by total morons. That was it for the week and I'm still mad at Bananobama for inserting his stupid self into my TV realm.

There's a new show called You're Cut Off. They take a bunch of spoiled lazy party socialite wannabe girls, house them together and then challenge them to not be spendthrifts, stupid and lazy. Well, it's not working. They like dressing like hookers, drink until stupid and belligerent and never seem to realize things don't magically appear out of thin air. The host seems to play housemother chastising some and patting others on the head and saying, "Good girl." Yeah, I wanna go and set fire to that house. It would rid the world of some unwanted vermin.

The SAG Awards had it's showing. It was great! They did w/out a host and we didn't miss it. They let the winners actually make their speeches. Betty White not only presented but won too showing she truly is da bomb. They had too many people making speeches to present the lifetime achievement award to Ernest Borgnine. Poor thing, he was so confused, he almost went onstage too early. The In Memorium made me realize the stars I grew up w/ are dropping like flies. The atmosphere was light and they kept the show moving very well.

On The Worst Cooks In America, the cooks had a recipe all taken apart and mixed up. Each team had to try and put it back together and make the dish. Oh come on! I'm not even sure pro chefs could do this. I felt bad for the cooks. I think the goal for every show is to see fear and dismay on every face, every week. Then the cooks had to make party foods for a football player and his friends. Really? One main problem w/ these cooks is, they have no palate. So one hors deourve had to be on a potato pancake and then they had a recipe for another. The difference between this year and last year is, the cooks this year seem more sincere. Last year, they were just people who wanted to be on TV and it really seemed fake and a put-on; especially that girl w/ the heavy makeup and the 1920's pin-up look. Please. Nobody looks like that in real life. Anyway, these cooks really are puzzled and lost and they aren't good judges of what flavors will go together. So yes, most had issues w/ flavors and techniques. In the end, Carlos and Joshie were declared the winners and Jen and Kelly were sent home. Kelly was a surprise since I thought she was doing really good every week. Jen, didn't have a discerning palate at all. Every week her food was underseasoned and bland. She seemed the most disappointed to go home. Awwww... Oh well, maybe we'll see them again at a reunion show or something.

Well, that's it. See ya next time.