One girl's twistedly fantastic interpretation of what the hell is really going on inside the Celebrity Big Brother house.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Finally... RECOGNITION!
Yesterday I mentioned how Ronnie was supposed to give my little blog a shout out on the CBS show for the "Square Root Of All Evil" shirt. I heard from Ronnie yesterday and CBS (those bastards!) had forbid him from saying anything. He told me he was allowed to mention it in the backyard interviews and, I've got to hand it to Ronnie, he kept his word.
You can see the interview in it's entirety on Real Player (where the feeds are) under Hot Clips, but thanks to the super duper awesome Kerry Runner I can sit and watch my mention over and over again for years to come. I put a request out on Facebook (yes, I broke down and joined - Colette Lala) saying that anyone who could cut and embed my clip on youtube for me would be my new best friend. Kerry did it and she totally rocks!
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Basically The Biggest Loser Won

Thursday, August 6, 2009
We Hear He Is A Wonderful Wizard

Self-inflicted pain. Lies. Duplicity. Traitors. Vengefulness. Backstabbing. Filth. That's more like it. Now I'm in the zone.
The Big Brother house is filled with all sorts of mythical fairytale creatures this year. We have a Wizard, a Manbeast, a Ragamuffin, a Cutter, a Queen, an Ass Licker, an Airhead, a Rat, a Love Muscle, a maniacal head of lips and hair with a body attached to it. The protagonists in this twisted tale struggle with reason and wrestle with their own sanity... much like the characters of an H.P. Lovecraft novel. This isn't horror fiction though. This is Big Brother.
So the big question is, Is Jeff the Wizard? Yes, I think so. Yesterday was the first day in this entire season where I saw a confident, shrewd, no bullshit talking Jeff. It was like he was a completely different player. Boy is the Wizard. No doubt about it. The Wizard was a bit of a point of contention yesterday. It's not due to the fact that Jeff got his power. It's due to the fact that others didn't. As the day progressed and the HG's (save Jeff) began to realize one by one that they were not the Wizard, everything slowly began to unravel and we experienced Mental Illness Day Part Deux (thanks HoodedWarrior!).

What transpired was truly disturbing. Lydia tells Jessie he makes her want to hurt herself and he rolls his eyes and sighs, "I know". All she wants is for him to acknowledge that he's treated her like shit. Manbeast won't even give her that tiny bit of respect. He's self absorbed moaning about how Lydia has been nothing but a problem for him. Talk about kicking someone when she's down. It was ugly. Very ugly. Yes, Lydia was annoying. I'll admit that, but Jessie was just plain cruel. He really hasn't an ounce of sympathy in his grotesque muscle-y body. People who go out of their way to bring others down get no sypmathy from me. Malice is truly the ugliest thing in the world.
After all the drama and the hate, we actually manage to get a very funny conversation. Men, cover your ears. I'm about to talk all things period-related. Natalie doesn't know how to use a tampon. Yes, she's on the rag and yes, she's not showering. Jordan tries to explain to her how a tampon works. They get confused over the fact that your pee hole is indeed different from your fuck hole (Sorry, I couldn't think of a better way to describe it). Jordan was trying to explain to Natalie that you can pee when you have a tampon in. She says, "The pee just goes down the string." Natalie asks if you reuse tampons. Jessie chimes in and says, "No! Even I know that." Natalie says, "So when you take your tampon out, it's full of pee?" Jordan says, "No, it's full of blood." I know. I know. Too much information, but I can't even believe that conversation took place with someone over the age of 16. Jordan finishes the conversation telling Natalie she will teach her how to use a tampon.
Natalie, confused over fuck holes and pee holes, is really fuming inside. She's livid that Jessie has been in the spa room with Lydia for over an hour. She tells Chima she's done with him. She specifically told him not to talk to Lydia again and he disobeyed. Oh go take a shower you filthy cunt rag. Cunt rag is my new favorite phrase. And shower she did. Her Have-Not punishment ended and a week's worth of grime was washed off her tiny evil body.
The night ended with messages from viewers being played into the house. Ok quick question: Why did everyone who called in sound like they live in a remote mountain cabin with no running water and rampant tooth decay? Every single message they played was tinged with a back woods mountains of West Virginey accent. Now I love West Virgina. I visit it often so I don't want to hear any attacks, but the people who were calling in sounded like they haven't been to school since the age of 14 and the messages were all moronic.
The messages ranged from begging the HG's for a car (I'm looking at you Mark from Hartford, CT) to singing them annoying songs over and over again. I got excited when I first heard the messages being played in every 10-15 minutes. I thought this will be funny, but then the same messages were just repeated over and over again. It was so fey. Chima told everyone who watches the live feeds to get a life and Ronnie obsessed over someone calling him out over picking his belly button while reading the bible. Natalie was offended by them all taking them personally and Russ and Jeff think they were all so mean. Ronnie announced, "It's official. America hates us." You got that right ratface.
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Russell wrote his HOH blog yesterday and never has an HG been more off the mark. Read for yourself how Russ has completely misjudged everyone in the house: http://www.cbs.com/primetime/big_brother/interact/hoh_blog/
So tonight is big. I'm very much looking forward to seeing Jeff get his power. If he doesn't use it tonight, I can say with absolute certainty that Ronnie is going home. HOH is going to be a nail biter... no doubt about it. I'd like Kevin, Lydia, Jeff or Jordan to win. I hope this coming week is when we finally see Natalie and Jessie on the block. Those two are due for some retribution.
Finally, I'd like to thank you all again for coming back everyday to read my little rinky dink blog. I went from having 3 readers to having several thousand in the span of a week. Your kind words of support and your spreading the word has made this blog reach more people than I ever imagined. Thank you for the retweets and the compliments. I really really really appreciate it. It's been a ton of fun and I'm thinking of doing a weekly Bitchy Survivor Blog as a result. Is that something you guys would be into? Let me know in the comments.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Fight Night. It's As Simple As That.



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Ronnie, come here, I've got a secret for you. You admire Hitler, you cry when someone confronts you, and your ass is going home. Buh bye. Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out. Your evil sneaky dulplicitous ways are no longer welcome.
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Where was Jordan during all this you ask? Princess was playing with her hair remarking how comfy the couch is and thinking that Chima and Russell staged everything. I'm dead fucking serious. Now Jordan thinks she saw Chima and Russell winking at each other during the fight too. Jordan, precious, wake the fuck up! Read some books, go back to school, and get out of your rainbow filled peppermint patty world. It's astonishing how stupid you are. Yes, you're adorable and very likable but your stupidity is beginning to really piss me off. I fear for your future. You're such an easy mark to be taken advantage of. Please be careful when you do anything in life. I feel like you need to have yellow police tape around you warning all evil doers to keep away. Orange cones need to be taped to your ass because someone like you is just an accident or misjudgment away from disaster.
And that's the fat. That's the skinny. You like? I love. These psycho bitches this season are such good drama. From the bottom of my heart I thank them. The DR called them all in one by one telling them to calm down and to try to stay 3 feet away from each other. LOL Good luck with that Big Brother.
I haven't the foggiest what will go down today, but if it's half as good as what happened last night, I'm ready!
A super special thank you to Shea and Alexis, the best clip girls in the world. You guys rock!
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Cheese Stands Alone

The power has shifted. Keebler elves are busy in their trees cooking up a batch of deliciousness. Wood nymphs dance seductively to the sounds of birds chirping and squirrels scurrying. Babies born today greet their first look at the world with a smile rather than a cry. Bustling city traffic has suddenly gone quiet because there's no longer a reason to honk horns. The whole big blue ball of a planet we sit upon can finally exhale and breathe a sigh of relief. All is well. We are safe. How did we arrive here? What precipitated the perfection that is today? Let's recap, shall we?
Yesterday was the POV competition. Russell, Ronnie, Lydia, Jessie, Kevin, and Natalie were the players and I'm wondering if Bacchus was the name of the game. The POV had something to do with wine and togas and may or may not have included several live rats. Jessie, perhaps in a state of Week 4 paranoia, asks Russell to throw the competition to him if they are the last two standing. Russell tells him that he doesn't want Lydia, Kevin, or Ronnie to win. If one of them do win, Jordan will go up as a replacement nominee. I'm not sure if Russell is telling the truth or not, but it's music to Jessie's ears. In the end, Michele won the veto and no angels sang and no fairies danced. In fact, all the fairytale creatures just kind of looked at each other and shrugged.
Michele winning the veto does nothing for me whatsoever. I don't like the girl at all. I never have. I don't care how kinky she gets when she drinks, she does zero for me in this game. To make matters worse, whenever she wins something she gets smug and starts to gloat and wear ill fitting clothes and... ugh. I hate her.
Michele showers and then puts on what I'd like to call a blue potato sack. She struts around the house (sans plastic heels this time) and begins to feel very powerful. She goes outside to Jeff and Jordan and begins to share with them just how powerful she imagines herself to be. Power in Big Brother, to me, is the ability to get other people to do your bidding. MICHELE HAS ZERO POWER. Even with that POV hot in her hand, she has, and I repeat, ZERO POWER. The only thing Michele does have is a target on her back. Winning 2 POV's in a row and hanging on til the Final Four in the HOH has not gone unnoticed. Believe you me, Michele is more in trouble now than she ever was before and I'll explain why.
So Michele makes a pitch to Jeff and Jordan in the BY. She tells them she won't use the veto at all and she will jump alliances and vote to evict Ronnie. I think she expected Jeff and Jordan to do backflips or something, but instead they just sat there and nodded. Michele began her lackluster pitch by saying that she thinks Russell threw the POV and how she doesn't trust him at all. Remember folks, Jeff is in an alliance with Russell. Michele doesn't know this at all so she fancies herself to be some sort of great groundbreaker and game changer. All she's doing now is making herself disliked by 2 alliances instead of 1. She says, "Having won the POV this week gives me the power to game change and if I go next week, I go." What power, bitch? You're not using it! She goes on to say that everyone is threatened by her. OK, that might be a little true only because she's winning things now, but she's not a threat as far as persuading people to vote a certain way. She's only a threat when it comes to challenges.
Michele goes on to say that Kevin will be walking out that door if she has anything to do about it. Again, Jeff and Jordan are ALSO in an alliance with Lydia and Kevin. For some reason, Michele thinks that voting Ronnie out this week is some big huge power play. Michele voting Ronnie out this week makes her public enemy #1 with her old alliance (Jessie, Natalie, Chima) and places her in a very soft alliance with Jeff and Jordan. She will have effectively made enemies with the entire house after this week. Her old alliance will be pissed, she's said openly she doesn't trust Russell, and she's completely turned on Kevin and Lydia. That only leaves Jeff and Jordan. Jeff and Jordan having Michele on their side isn't something to brag about it. Her vote could come in handy or it could put them in a very precarious position.
I watched Twitter land light up with people foaming at the mouth over how great Michele is and how she's tipped the balance blah blah blah. I must be watching a very different game because all I see is Michele positioning herself to be more alone than ever before. Maybe Michele thinks that Jeff or Jordan will get the Wizard power (that's what the house is calling the Coup D'Etat). I'm not sure if that's her motivation for abandoning her own alliance. Sure, her old alliance was wretched and we all hate that group, but I'm trying to analyze from a purely strategic point of view right now. Jeff and Jordan may be the publics second coming of holy bliss, but they have other loyalties in the house that precede this new loyalty to Michele. For a second, I thought maybe I'm looking at this all wrong. Maybe all the chatters and Twitter people are actually right and Michele is a lot smarter than I give her credit for. I was clearly flying solo in my analysis of this when it came to the social networks, but then something beautiful happened. A lovely blonde angel named Jordan confirmed all of my innermost thoughts and turned to Jeff (right after Michele left them) saying, "Watch what you say to her." Thank you Jordan! Bless your little bloated naive heart. Michele is nothing more than a girl who's all alone in this game because she refused to commit and she's burned too many bridges. She's turned on every alliance she's had and has proved herself to be nothing more than untrustworthy.
Here's the Jeff/Jordan/Michele conversation for you to analyze yourself. Let me know in the comments if I'm completely nuts or the most astute person on the planet:




Come on, you know you were thinking it too.



Saturday, August 1, 2009
HOH Executive Offices Are Open For Business







Thursday, July 23, 2009
A Day That Would Make Salvador Dali Jealous

Image via Dona Bogart (Thanks!)
Let's not waste anymore time, shall we? Lots to discuss.
The day began innocently enough. Casey and Jeff were up early talking and working out. Nothing seemed amiss. Michele arose soon thereafter and after stabbing and eating her breakfast in the bathroom (this should have tipped me off) expressed her concern to Jeff saying that some people in the house may want to keep Ronnie. OK Nostradamus, what else do you have up your magic sleeve? Jeff immediately negated the idea and Michele promptly stole one of Ronnie's most favorite lines, "Actions speak louder than words." Jeff walked away, Michele muttered, "Fuck you Jeff" under her breath, and the tone of the day was set.
Michele and Jeff continued their odd little conversation in the backyard. Michele doesn't think she wants to throw the HOH competition now. She knows people have been talking about her and she doesn't think she can trust anyone. Jeff shrugs it off as paranoia and relays all information to Casey.
Casey, the white guy who thinks he's black, the master DJ spinner, has emerged as the ring leader in the Ronnie hate fest. He's the one who wants everyone to throw the HOH competition. He's made it his personal mission to get Ronnie out of the house and, the once formerly quiet and pensive man, has now become the house loudmouth on everyone's radar.
Not much went on for the next few hours... people waking up and greeting the day. It was here that I decided to hop on my treadmill. I don't know why, but something inside me told me to set my laptop up so I can continue to watch the house. There I am running and walking, walking and running, feeling pretty good about myself when all of a sudden I glance at my laptop. I see Russell running up the stairs to the HOH, frantically knocking on the door, begging to be let in. Needless to say I almost broke my ankle leaping off the treadmill so fast. I ran to the computer and here's what I saw:
And with that the entire face of the game has been altered. Only one (slightly nutty) live feeder had an inkling that something like this would happen. The incredibly astute and persistantly cynical Jediaces predicted something like this would go down. Everyone else, including myself, was COMPLETELY fooled. I've seen every season (even watch other BB's from around the world) and have analyzed and written about BB for 4 years now and I was completely snowed. Props to Russell (and Jedi). He consistently continues to surprise me and I NEVER know what he's up to. He could be the most exciting player I've ever seen. He definitely keeps things interesting.
Later in the day the HG's were given a catapult like contraption that may play a role in tonight's HOH. It was delivered to the backyard with instructions for them to practice. All HG's had to report to the BY for a lockdown and we all held out breaths wondering what would happen to Ronnie. He simply sat quietly, kept to himself, and didn't take part in the practicing (he can't play in HOH). As soon as he was able to, he ran back upstairs to read his bible. Personally, I think he's reading his bible because it's the only reading material available. I don't think he's overly religious at all. Very few people rooted in intelligencia are.
The HG's are practicing and Casey starts foaming at the mouth about Michele. I really wish he'd shut up. I liked him a lot more when he was simply an observer offering nothing more than funny witticisms. BB fever has taken over Casey and he's got game on his mind CONSTANTLY. The only problem is that he's very loud about it and he's drawing attention to himself. As a result, Russell, Ronnie, Natalie, Lydia, Kevin and Jessie want him gone. I predict a troublesome week ahead for him if he doesn't win HOH.
Jessie was inside discussing the catapult thing and the fact that Casey canNOT win HOH with Russ and Natalie. He thinks that they may have to launch the balls into baskets representing the HG's. Maybe when a ball lands in their basket, they are eliminated from HOH. Pretty insightful coming from Jessie if you ask me. I'm finding that I just don't have the hatred for Jessie that I had last season. He has a large alliance, he's not creating too many waves, and he's way more entertaining than someone like Michele. As far as game play goes, Jessie has really done nothing to upset me. I'd much rather someone like Chima be evicted before Jessie. Chima is hateful, whiny, loud, and a complete and total bitch. The day she's gone is a day of celebration.
The 2 nominees aren't campaigning, aren't mingling, aren't worried at all. Laura spends her days sleeping and dreaming about even bigger boobs and long lazy days of playing horseshoes (thanks Grimace). She's also probably hallucinating at this point due to malnutrition. The slop diet has turned Laura into the spitting image of a frail 90 year old woman with spindly legs and arms. Jordan, on the other hand, is puffy, poopy (she has constant diarrhea), and a little dirty. She's stopped washing her hair and has taken to dressing sloppy. Her stories make even less sense now (something I thought impossible) and are so embarrassing to the point that they're even making Jeff uncomfortable. I'm finding it very very hard to continue liking her. The dumb southern blonde thing used to be cute and endearing, but now it's becoming exhausting and sad. She's so dumb and she's so oblivious to what's going on around her that I almost feel pity for her. I think it was the baby talk thing that pushed me over the edge. Her accent gets thicker and she lays on the baby talk whenever she tells Jeff one of her inane childhood stories. And before anyone starts shouting "Hypocradar!" at me, I hate it when Lydia does it too. Women who talk baby talk should be collected and shipped off to a remote island in the South Pacific. They should be forced to build shelter, kill their food, and endure infinite insect and rat bites. That'll knock the baby talk right outta them.
This brings us to our second Russell/Ronnie encounter and to what is quite possibly the funniest clip of the week. Russell, anxious to keep Ronnie informed of the day's developments, risks a very dangerous visit to the HOH. At what was not the most opportune time of the day, Russell runs upstairs and hides in the HOH. He's scared shitless. EVERYONE is milling about the house. His eyes are glued to the spy screen as he makes some more plans with Ronnie. Ronnie informs him that Lydia and Kevin shot him looks of sympathy and understanding when he was sitting outside. Russell wonders who's after him, Laura or Casey, just as Casey himself enters the kitchen and appears to be looking for someone. Can it be? Can Casey be searching for Russell?
Casey's eyes dart here and there. He knows something stinks in Burbank but he can't quite figure out what it is. He starts going room to room quietly wondering to himself where Russell could be. He tries the storage room, the bathroom, and even the diary room. Meanwhile Russell is upstairs (WITH THE ENEMY!) frantically pounding spy screen buttons and realizing he's trapped. He has no way of getting downstairs unnoticed. People in the chats were screaming for Casey to go upstairs. I was screaming, "No no! Hell no!" This Ronnie/Russell alliance is the most exciting thing I've seen in any Week 2 of BB. Why would anyone want to put the kybosh on it now? Don't you guys want to see how this all plays out? I know I do.
Eventually, Ronnie decides to leave the HOH to get some food and create a distraction. They agree to talk again at 4 am. Russell gets his Jason Bourne on and crawls on his stomach out of the HOH. He's hiding not only from Casey but from everyone else in the house as well. It was hysterical! You have no idea how close Russell came to getting caught. In the end, he pretended that he was stalking Ronnie and ended up falling asleep on the upstairs couches. I think it's fooled Casey for the time being. You can tell he's getting paranoid and that he knows something isn't right, but he hasn't pinpointed exactly what it is yet.