Atlanta Housewives Hog My TV Blog & Cause Odd Comments

The comments I get to my blogs and Eyes on Texas website are borderline scary at times. People with thinking disorders add to their scariness due to being so sure of themselves, with absolutely no ability to question the premise of their scary thinking.

About a year ago I thought it a good idea, at the time, to start a Durango TV Blog. Even though I don't watch all that much TV. I thought Google ads might do well on a TV Blog. I was right about that.

In November of 2008, or thereabouts, Bravo started up a new iteration of their Real Housewives franchise, it being The Real Housewives of Atlanta. I found the show amusing and blogged about it several times. For reasons, not clear to me, Google indexes my bloggings about the Atlanta housewives mostly at #1 for way too many search strings.

So, whenever the Atlanta housewives are on, my TV blog catches fire, which it really did big time on Thursday, due to one of the housewives, Kim, going on about her married boyfriend she calls Big Poppa. I'd blogged, a year ago, about Big Poppa, his real identity and had a photo of him.

When the TV blog catches fire it gets thousands of visitors a day. Almost all looking for Atlanta housewife info. In addition to the search for Big Poppa, people are looking for the dirt on housewives named NeNe and Lisa. If you go to my TV blog's FeedJit Stats you will see, on any given day, how many people come to it due to those Atlanta housewives.

So, about a year ago someone sent me court records about NeNe. And photos of her "real" house. I blogged this. Easily 90% of the people who come to my TV blog come there because they are looking for a photo of Big Poppa or info about NeNe's and Lisa's house and bankruptcy woes.

The blogging about NeNe's bankruptcy and house woes has had 24 comments, including one today from someone who has a bit of a reading comprehension problem and misunderstood who did what regarding finding info about NeNe.

I'll copy the commenter, Mel's, comment below. My usual impulse is to fix the punctuation and spelling errors, but I'll leave them be. I'll just take out the profanity.

Wow, the fact that you have that much time on your hands is really sad. I mean, seriously...to take 5 minutes of of your day to read a blog is one thing...to actually take the time to drive and locate someones house is another! Can anyone say stalker?

I watch the Real Housewives every week. You know why? Because its entertainment! TV! "Reality" or not, its on to entertain us! As for Nene financial state...who cares? really? how is it hurting you?

First and formost...how many of you own your on home? If you have a morgage- hun, its not your house, its the banks! I have seen Kim and Sheree throw their so called wealth around often during the two seasons. Buying UGLY expensive jewelry. While I have heard Nene say on several occassions to spend wisely cause we're in a recession! (See when Nene and Dwight go shopping to decorate her new home) Which is smart thinking no matter how rich or poor you are. You dont get rich by spending all your money!

Do you haters actually dislike Nene cause she does not fit your stereotype of a person with money? Because you actually want to be her, in her position? And to the OP, since you are so good at researching things, why dont you go research a good therapist. Cause thats the scary stalker type stuff!

Town Talking And Walking At Quanah Parker Park With Chesapeake Energy Sound Effects

I didn't realize I had not done my usual early morning blogging duty til I got missives from my therapist, Dr. L.C. and the Queen of Wink and others, asking what's wrong with me.

Like I'm going to go into the details of all that is wrong with me.

I had blogged this morning, but it was not on this one, it was on my TV one. On Thursday the new season of Bravo's The Real Housewives of Atlanta started up. During its previous run I did multiple bloggings about that show that got linked all over the place, causing that blog to go on fire. That started happening all over again on Thursday. I'm talking thousands of visitors a day.

Now, I would have thought that to be a good thing, that there'd be a lot of ad clicking. But no, yesterday there was a grand total of 4 clicks. And on this very blog you are reading right now, there were about 700 visitors yesterday, with no clicks. Meanwhile my non-blog website gets a lot of clicks all the time. So, which am I more motivated to pay attention to? Even though the subjects are not as easy to write about.

And don't get me started on my Roadtripping Blog. That one generates great ads when people come to a specific blogging from a search engine. But it gets hardly any visitors, with me unable to think of a way to catch that blog on fire like I have, at times, with this blog and the TV one. It's vexing, because the Roadtripping one was fun to do. I thought it had potential.

So, this morning I got up early, swam early, blogged about those damn Atlanta housewives, that I'd said to myself I was not going to waste anymore time on. But they are so funny.

Then about noon I had my regular inclination to get outside. It'd rained hard, post-swim, so Tandy Hills was out. I knew Quanah Parker Park would be dry, even though the heavy rain amped up the snake and alligator dangers. And I knew at the end of the paved trail I would be facing this huge Chesapeake Energy installation of buildings, and lately a drilling operation at the end of Oakland Avenue, that would be picture and blog-worthy.

This site, previous to Chesapeake taking it over, was a park with several ballfields. I have no idea what deals were made to lose the ballfields to build Chesapeake buildings, and now a drilling operation, which today was in full shrieking noise-making mode. The shrieker is seen in the photo at the top.

After my walk, I went to Town Talk. The place was packed. With 2 Fort Worth Gestapo Agents on guard. Each time I go to Town Talk I'm amazed at the stuff I find. Today I got really good, really fresh asparagus, for only 99 cents for an awful lot of green stalks. To me this place is not about the bizarrely low prices, it's about the good stuff you can get. The red peppers I got a few days ago are the best I've ever come across. Super sweet. And the tomatoes? I've not had ones this good since I grew my own in Washington. What stores is Town Talk getting this stuff from? Today, among other stuff, I got 4 huge, really top quality looking, green peppers for only a quarter each. The turnover of produce is so quick, every time I go, there it is a lot of new stuff.

And another Town Talk thing. The checkouts. They are the old-fashioned kind. No scanners. But so FAST. I don't know how these people do it. It's like they automatically know the prices. I think I've complained before about Wal-Mart's, Kroger's and Albertson's chronic price mistakes. With scanners. Town Talk has not made a single mistake. I tell you, just watching the Town Talk check-out people whiz through a stack of stuff at high speed is worth the admission price. Which is free.

So, there you go, that's been my simple little Saturday in Texas. Did I mention it rained? Making it 91 and very very very humid.

Today I was shirtless whilst walking at Quanah Parker Park. But last December 21 it was below freezing, so I wore a few more clothes, as you can see in the below YouTube video...

The Real Real Housewives of Atlanta

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It turns out that the housewives on the Bravo TV show called The Real Housewives of Atlanta don't actually live in homes in Atlanta. They live in suburbs of Atlanta. If that is what it takes to be a Real Housewife of Atlanta I know of a couple very real Real Housewives of Atlanta, living in Cummings, on the outskirts of Atlanta. These Atlanta Housewives would make much more real reality TV than the ones on the Bravo show.

Speaking of which, I've now watched 3 episodes of The Real Housewives of Atlanta. It's just about the most appalling of this type show I've seen. Made more so by these sadly deluded, supposed housewives, over the top conspicuous consumption.

I was disturbed from the start by the one blonde, Kim Zolciak. Continued viewing of this unmarried "real" housewife added to the disturbance. She smokes constantly. Is seldom without a wine glass. Has bizarre delusions that she is going to be a country western singer. And most shocking, she is what I believe is called a "kept" woman. Supported by a guy she calls "Big Papa" because "Big Papa" is a supposed celebrity who doesn't his face or name to be on TV. Likely to keep his wife in the dark. Good luck.

It did not take long for Bravo TV viewers to uncover that supposed celebrity "Big Papa" is an Atlanta multi-millionaire real estate developer named Lee Najjar. In the very first episode Kim called up "Big Papa" and told him she wanted to go buy a new Cadillac Escalade. Fine he said. So Kim drove to the dealership and wrote a check for over $60K and drove away.

Kim claims to be 28. She looks pretty well worn for 28. She has a daughter who is 11. Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Let's shut up about the Kept Woman Kim and move on to Cleveland Cavalier basketball player Eric Snow's wife DeShawna. In the first episode we see the Snow's arrive at their new 15,000 square foot home. The Snow's had not seen it. Built it, bought it, sight unseen. The architect said she worked with DeShawna a grand total of 3 hours on the design.

DeShawna went on and on about how she's always known she was destined for great things. And now she has an Estate Manager, a personal maid, a cook, a nanny and I forget what else. Oh yeah, the DeShawn Snow Foundation. On the show we see DeShawn ineptly make plans, on the fly, to raise a million bucks for her foundation. Turns out that her foundation is a disaster. As reported by the Ripoff Report.

At one point DeShawn goes on about her and her family being devout churchgoers. That's fine with me. Then DeShawn tells us that they religiously tithe. Then we see her dropping a $25K check into the collection plate. Let's see, I suck at math, but I believe that's over $1.3 million a year. Which must mean the husband, Eric, makes about $13 million a year playing basketball.

Does it make you feel good, Cleveland Cavalier fans, to know what your hard earned money is being spent on?

Basically, near as I can tell, expect for maybe 2 exceptions, all these women on the Bravo show are basically kept women living very bizarre self-absorbed delusion filled lives that makes for some pretty funny, appalling TV viewing.

The Real Housewives Of Atlanta

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Last night was the first night since I got this new TV viewing system, courtesy of AT & T's U-Verse and the DVR thing that comes with it, that I felt like I was finally getting the hang of it. I figured out how to trim down the hundreds of viewing options to just the 10 or so channels I might actually watch.

The best thing is I figured out how to use the DVR. Like last night I came upon a new show on Bravo. Yet one more of those Real Housewives of Some Town shows. This time it's in Atlanta. With the DVR I find if a show starts up and I hit the pause button and then go make popcorn for 10 minutes, when I'm ready to eat my popcorn I hit the play button and start watching from the point I paused. And then can fast forward through the commercials.

Last night I quickly got hooked on the Atlanta housewives. They are even more appalling than the Real Housewives of New York City. And way wealthier.

I was about half way through the first episode, pondering how do these vacuous broads have so much money. And then it was made clear to me. They are mostly all basketball and football wives. Maybe a baseball wife is included, too.

I saw a gaggle of baseball wives once in the Kingdome. It was the first time the Mariners had made it to the playoffs. I was in a luxury booth, courtesy of McDonald's. The luxury booth next door was filled with player's wives. They were all over-dressed and when I saw them in the hall way there was a lot of stupid talk going on. I'm thinking professional sports guys select for a certain type of female for wife material.

Tony Romo may be an exception with his excellent choice in Jessica Simpson. Sort of.

I was appalled at the opulent lifestyles of these wives. So centered on looking good and spending a fortune on clothes and shoes. One of them, Sheree Whitfield, has a shoe shopper bring shoes to her house for her to try on. Shoes that cost in the 1000s of bucks a pair. Sheree bought several. To add to her Imelda Marcos-worth huge closet of shoes. Each of them had someone come to their house to do their hair and makeup. They just had no time to leave the house for such things.

Earlier we got to watch Sheree plan for her elaborate high Atlanta society birthday party. All the attending housewives went to so much bother in the attempt to impress all the other housewives with how fabulous they looked. Including a country singer wannabe named Kim Zolciak. Kim had her clothes designer come over with several choices he'd made just for her. She loved one of them. Sort of a take on a naughty school girl look. Kim has huge frontal assets which made the outlet look real funny.

Kim's special outfit required some alterations. The alterator had to return to his place of alteration. There'd be no time to get the alteration back to Kim's house in time for the party. So, they decided to meet at a Shell Station where she could put on the altered dress. Yes. These are really high class dames.

So, Kim gets to the Shell Station. The altered dress is there. Kim does not want to change in the restroom. So, a makeshift changing room is made with a blanket and her car's door. Kim managed to get into the naughty school girl outfit. She and fellow Real Housewife, Nene, made it to Sheree's party almost 2 hours late, purposefully, to make a fashionably late entry. Unfortunately, Nene was not on the guest list so the bouncer bounced her. Much drama ensued. Nene and Kim ended up leaving without getting to parade in their stunning outfits and professionally made up faces and hair.

We are later shown Kim spending over $25,000 for her daughter's 11th birthday party. A one-day, over night affair that involved a trip in a Hummer limo with about 12 other girls, en route to an Atlanta hotel where more birthday stuff happened. It was all so bizarre I forget the details. On and on it went. At one point, though the daughter was acting perfectly normal, Kim got all upset that the daughter wasn't appreciating all that was being done for her. The daughter actually said something like it's all too much. The daughter was obviously more mature than the mother, so Kim did something right in raising her. About mid-way through the birthday day Kim had had enough of the birthday stress and worry and started to drink. The day ended with Kim naked, getting a massage, and all the little girls invading the massage room, to Kim's displeasure.

Another of the Real Housewives, Deshawn Snow is married to a Cleveland basketball player named Eric. We saw Deshawn interviewing people for the position of being her Estate Manager. Deshawn has 3 boys. She has live-in cook and maid. I'm not quite sure what the Estate Manager was needed for.

The only one of the Real Housewives that I much liked was Lisa Wu Hartwell. She's married to a football player named Ed. They seemed like normal people. Lisa owns her own real estate business. We saw her selling a huge house to a rap producer. Why I liked this pair is at one point Lisa got sick. Ed proceeded to take real good care of her, including making, from scratch, chicken soup. Ed said his mama told him if you like to eat you need to know how to cook.

What appalled me more than anything, watching all this excess, was that the money comes from professional sports. Sheree's divorcing her sports daddy and hoping for a settlement in the 7 figures. She already lives an over the top opulent lifestyle. Financed by all you people who are willing to pay high prices for a game ticket to these ridiculous games. We live in a very twisted world. I think way higher taxes is a real good thing for these people to be spending their money on. Instead of more shoes and $25,000 birthday parties.