Some producer out there really knows where the true drama potential lies.
I love Top Chef. I love the lesbians. I love food. I hope they don’t get eliminated before the drama begins.
Yes, people this is what your adventure-filled childless lives will become once you have a little one asleep in the next room. So go to some museums, see a movie, go to a bar, hang out with friends now. I beseech thee. Get thee to a poetry reading.
End of shallow post.
Carry on. (Yeah, I like Bravo reality shows. Leave me alone. I’m tired and I have a toddler asleep in the next room.)