Why hello! Another painfully lame RHOBH episode, but at least another one that’s Tay-free. It’s been a very busy week for Housewives elsewhere, so let’s hop to it!

– Former NJ Wife Dina Manzo announced on Twitter that she and her husband are separated. In what may or may not be related news, several internet sources have reported a blind item that a reality TV couple’s impending divorce was inevitable from the start, as the male half was gay and living across the street with his boyfriend the whole time.

– Also in NJ, Melissa Gorga’s ex-boyfriend Bulldog has been super busy tweeting threats that he is going to drop an “atomic bomb” on her life this season. Apparently the swing of the storyline this year isn’t too favorable to Melissa. RealityTea observes that Melissa sure has a whole lot of people out to get her, which starts to seem odd after a while.

– On the west coast, Dr. Paul has filed suit against Bernie the Enforcer for extortion and defamation over the … Continue reading →

Why hello! Have you been watching Vanderpump Rules? I watched a whole episode last night for the first time and wow, I can physically feel how it has shortened my lifespan. The only ones I can tell apart are Scheana, because she looks like a Gremlin, and Stassi, because she looks like Chelsea Clinton with wet tube sock boobs. The rest (male and female) are totally interchangeable, and I think they all need to come to terms with their sexuality. And does anyone besides me think they cut out all the actual fighting because it was embarrassingly wussy? I’m envisioning the lost material being like a fracas between two Pee-Wee Herman type slappers.

Anyway:

* The big news of last week was the Adrienne/Brandi crisis making it to the cover of Us Weekly. I can only imagine this untimely bulletin posted this particular week because either Us ran out of Kardashian news, or because Adrienne just hired a publicist who immediately got to work getting her a cover story and arranging a pretend boyfriend … Continue reading →

Greetings, and welcome back. Today I will attempt to inject some much needed levity into another otherwise utterly humorless episode of RHOBH. But first, the news:

* Adrienne wants the whole world to know that she’s a cougar and has taken up with none other than Rod Stewart’s 30ish son, whose name I can’t be bothered to look up so we’ll call him Lil’ Rod. A reader has suggested the nickname “OofWart” for them, which I also like. (I am aware Steve has another reader who doesn’t like my Housewife nicknames, but I do and many of them are easier to remember than the actual names of people, so since I’m the one schlepping through this silliness week in and week out I’m going to keep on doing what keeps me amused and hope most of you like it, too.) Anyway. Interestingly, Adrienne’s little relationship was first scooped guess where? RadarOnline! Followed very shortly thereafter by the first (very staged) OofWart photos in the same publication. Really makes you wonder who, between Adrienne and Lisa, … Continue reading →