Survivor: China premiered tonight. FINALLY. I l-o-v-e Survivor and am stoked (what am I a surfer?) that it’s in a new locale. Come on, one more coconut and I’d be done for! Plus, there are regular shots of pandas! They’re just too cute.
So. My faves & loathes:
Leslie, the Christian DJ. I hope she can work it out. I think she handled the Buddhist monk temple thingie pretty good. She didn’t make a big deal out it. Honestly, if Jeff hadn’t said anything the only people that would have noticed were the ones right next to her. She was in the back and when she did finally get out of the door, she was very emotional. It wasn’t like she was saying, “Ahem! Everyone, I’m a CHRISTIAN and I think you are all sinners! Yes, you, Mr. Monk! I’m going to stand outside while you sacrifice your souls to the devil!” I think she was trying to do what everyone was doing but just felt wrong & had to get out.
James, the grave digger. Are you in love with him or what? Sweet as pie. And muscles rippling all over the place. Honestly, he kinda scared me his arms are so big! YIKES. I can’t remember exactly what he said but it was basically, “Well, gosh, I’m a grave digger because I like to be alone. I’m just not good at all this communicating stuff. I’m just gonna have to try harder so people will like me!” He’s cute and a hard worker.
And it looked like he and Leslie might have a little thing going. Oh, I hope so! I like them for a good alliance.
Todd, the gay mormon. (I’m sorry, but does that seem to be an oxymoron?) I like him. He’s young, smart and realizes that he’s actually playing SURVIVOR, the game show. I think he’ll do good. As long as he doesn’t play the gay card. Because I can’t stand when people play their obvious card. It never works, look at all those cheesy girls every season who think they are playing the “sex-card”. Whatever.
Ashley, the WWF diva or whatever. She needs a shirt. Please, someone give the woman a shirt. Preferably a high collared one.
Sherea, the teacher. Girl, I hope none of your students are watching because…uhm…you forgot to wear clothes to the challenge. Yeah, you just had on some you know, panties and a bra. And that’s all. Next time. Raid the clothesline. Please.
Everyone else was pretty inconsequential to me: the former model, the NYC girl, the Chinese girl, the rest of you interchangeable tribe members–let’s see something fun happen, ok?!
But seriously, did they have to vote off the only guy who might actually know something about living off the land? The only guy who’s lived through the entire ten years of the 80’s? Poor Chicken. He shouldn’t have been so…well, chicken. He could have done more for that tribe.
That’s all I’ve got…oh, except for I forgot to tell you the best part of my Survivor Premiere–I had a party! Yes, complete with chicken fried rice & eggrolls. Plus, I made the BEST dessert ever–candy sushi. Think rice krispie treat, a swedish fish on top, wrapped in fruit by the foot! I might take a picture of the leftovers in the morning so you can see how Martha-ish I can be!
Are you watching Survivor? Who’s your pick?