Battery Park (Taken with instagram)
Battery Park (Taken with instagram)
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Scenic drive home from work. (Taken with instagram)
Oh my goodness.
Who’s excited? I am.
It’s week two of Emily’s journey to find love after her fair share of heartbreak from past loves Brad and Ricki. This Charlotte-native has plenty of Southern charm to win over the hearts of her 20 bachelors, but who will she choose?

We begin with some comforting scripted advice from Emily’s friends. It really is so great that she gets to stay in Charlotte…did you hear that? Once or twice?
The big question America’s asking in the first 4 minutes of the episode, who will go on the first one-on-one date???
This. Means. Everything. Talk about some intense tension building amongst the guys—that first date could mean everything.
And lo’ and behold—Ryan is the chosen one. He’s off.
Personally, I really enjoy just watching all of the guys sit around together making fun of each other, bragging about their manhood, etc. The house has now been described as a, “frat house from Hell. On steroids.” Noted.
Where will he go? An exotic land, far far away? Climb a mountain? Row a boat? Take on the impossible?
Or…cookies. Baking cookies for Ricki’s soccer practice. Lucky for him, he “passed the cookie test.”
So where to next? Off to Chuckie Cheese!!
…jokes. Great one, Emily.
Dinner for two at Osso in Charlotte. And after her experience with Brad (as it is referenced to thousands of times within the first 20 mins of the episode), Emily’s ready to ask the tough questions. He is feelin’ the PRESSURE! The sweat is building…
wisdom.
The Internet—meaning everything from email to file trading to voice-over-IP phone calls—was always technically larger than the web, but the web’s mass adoption managed somehow to overwhelm the vessel that contained it. The web became the main attraction; the packets and DNS lookups became the plumbing, essential but invisible. Facebook now threatens to perform that same jujitsu against the web itself. The difference, of course, is that no one owns the web—or in some strange way we all own it. But with Facebook we are ultimately just tenant farmers on the land; we make it more productive with our labor, but the ground belongs to someone else.
And so it begins: a summer TV tradition my girlfriends and I have cherished for years. Tonight we all witnessed the season premier of The Bachelorette, staring the beloved Emily from Brad’s season of The Bachelor.

We begin with Emily’s backstory—which, through the original airing, recaps, and tabloids, we have all heard over 100 times (and don’t worry, if you haven’t heard the story, we hear it another 100 times in the first half hour). A touching, lovely, yet heartbreaking story. But luckily, Emily gives the single women of America the touching advice that heartbreaks happen, and we’ve just got to “put on our big girl panties and move on with it.” (A true inspiration.)
Bring out the bachelors!
And cue the helicopter? Who is this. Tension builds amongst the men—they already hate him.
The guys exchange some light banter. It’s not a competition. (But it is.) They all note how hot she is—the naked dress has nothing to do with it. It also doesn’t fit her, about how many times did she have to hike that thing up?
And surprise, surprise: Doug gets the first impression rose. Predictable.
Commence the overly dramatic music and slow pans. It’s time for the Rose Ceremony. I had a realization: Does she actually know all of these guys names after one night? That’s impressive.
Also, my favorite part of any Rose Ceremony is when Chris comes out to let us all know that there’s only one rose left. (The slow zoom into it for the past five minutes wasn’t indication enough.) Which this week, went to Egg Man. Thank goodness, we need a weirdo around to keep it interesting.
Looks like the season will have plenty of drama to go around. Until next week..
If We Are What We Read, Who Are We, Exactly?
We love books for being books. But books are more than just words on pages, lovely or terrible adventures, weird imaginings, plot twists and romances and things that would never happen to us in real life and therefore we should read about. Books have the power to change us—but not just in our minds, apparently. According to research recently published in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology by Geoff Kaufman of Tiltfactor Laboratories at Dartmouth College and Lisa Libby of Ohio State, the act of reading of and identifying with a fictional character means also that we tend to subconsciously adopt their behavior. In reading about our favorite characters, we may actually become more like them.
Read more at The Atlantic Wire. [Image: Shutterstock]