HoC Week 2: It’s Cookie Time.

Calling shows like The Bachelorette “reality” television is one thing. Clearly it’s about as close to reality as Emily Maynard’s dentures are to real teeth. But this season the ragtag band of jokers who call themselves producers over at ABC have gone too damn far. Let’s all get something straight. In REAL life, no well-adjusted man under … Continue reading HoC Week 2: It’s Cookie Time.

Glam-ma Ramma

Since I turned a ripe 24 on May 1st, my thoughts have turned to getting old… and how to do it right. My days of naturally dewey, wrinkle-free skin are numbered and it’s time to take matters into my own clammy little carny hands. Luckily for us Feinbergs, we have the ultimate example to guide … Continue reading Glam-ma Ramma

Chris Harrison’s House o’ Creepers

If The Bachelor is more aptly called Chris Harrison’s House o’ Floozies, then The Bachelorette has to be Chris Harrison’s House o’ Creepers. **Runners-up included Chris Harrison’s House o’ Greasy Cabana Boys and Chris Harrison’s House o’ Dudes who are Allergic to Shirts. I went with the pithier option, natch. I’ll be honest here: I prefer watching House o’ … Continue reading Chris Harrison’s House o’ Creepers

LIAR Triangles

As humiliating as it is to admit, I have given into the black hole of tweenybopper lit that is the Hunger Games trilogy. Some background: A couple of weeks ago I was about to board an Amtrak train and realized that I had nothing but a half-charged iPhone to keep me company. So I swung … Continue reading LIAR Triangles