The Bachelorette, Season 5, Episode 8

Alright, well. I jotted down a bunch of notes during the show, (yes, the nerd that I am), and alas I don't have them with me. But I will attempt to say a few noteworthy things about Monday night's episode.

A.) Reid is the definite favorite.

B.) Kip is sexy but I think Jillian gives him too much credit thinking she's "out of his league" and such. I honestly wouldn't be too shocked if he ended up being a total sleazemuffin.

C.) I think we've established (and exhausted) the Wes hatred enough that further words are unnecessary. I know we all love to hate him. But maybe we should try to believe that ABC twisted and connived just a tad to make him seem extra despicable. My brother once was on the show "Elimidate," and they asked him a few questions about his lifestyle, dating patterns, etc. Without further ado, they branded him as "The Player." Granted, my bro's a pimp : ) BUT they totally cropped his image and everything he said to symbolize that stereotype. Anything nice and endearing he may have said was completely lost in Warner Bros translation scheming.

ANYWay, my point is: Yes, Wes was prodded by his "agent" to go on the Bachelorette for the sole purpose of launching his music career. Not sure why they couldn't have found him a "Nashville Star" audition somewhere (Is that show even still around?), but nonetheless, I think we should lay Wes to rest once and for all and go on with our lives.

I know this is taboo: but.. I actually listened to excerpts from his new CD online, and it wasn't half bad to be honest. (EEKK!) but to be loyal to Jillian, to women everywhere, and to the perpetual hope for human decency in this world, I will never buy his CD!!!!!!!

So, what was up with Jillian rejecting the "Fantasy Suite" option for ALMOST all the bachelors?? I guess making out with 25 guys on camera is fine.. but spending the night with 3 hot dudes, one of which "she will spend the rest of her life with," is soooo not virtuous.

One thing I keep thinking: there is NO way that once the cameramen leave, Jillian cozies up in her Winnie the Pooh T-shirt, reads Jane Austen by the fireplace, and goes to bed while SPAIN is outside her window, and 3 dudes who want her bod are probably gettin crunk at the hotel bar across the street.

I'm sure at some point, they all exchanged numbers via top secret-wrapped-up-piece-of-paper and they are all madly involved in a textual love triangle. Come on, she totally sneaks out for midnight skinny dips with Kip..

P.S: I don't know about Ed, people. He's not really doin it for me.