Just call me Nostradamus. On Wednesday, I suggested that the Survivor producers find ways to break up the tribal voting blocks that make the show so predictable. And ping! So it shall be done. Three members of each tribe were switched to the other tribe last night, throwing cold water on the plans of slimy Silas and his gang of whiny Gen-Y slackers. So Teresa and Frank, the “older people” targeted for extinction, were given new life – and Silas was kicked out by unanimous vote! As Martha would say, that is a good thing.
Of course, I missed the big switching action, because I assumed the “presidential address” at 7 p.m. was being carried by all the networks. So I was watching ABC – the only network to carry the speech. D’oh! Thanks to my friends Dave and Susan, who called to discuss the big switch. Without them, I might have gone on watching Alfred E. Newman, and missed the entire show.
I was so glad to see Silas go. Now just get rid of all three of his whiny, lazy-assed cohorts and I’ll be delighted.
It was the highlight of my day when Silas was evicted – okay, so it was a pretty slow day, but I still enjoyed it. Frank’s little jibes during tribal council left me cackling and wishing I could do the same at some staff meetings.
Oh, I was delighted. I was SUPER delighted. And oh my uber-uber boss just came up behind me and saw me typing this. Irk! — For once, Jeff Probst’s awful smirkiness was just beamish.