Am I Tripping? Or Is It You?

Today begins day five of BB16 live feeds. Day five? That can't be right. We have a stalk-mance, bro-mance, gay-mance, and a wide variety of weird-mances.  There are prayer circles, Kabbalah cliques, meditation classes, and more Bibles than we can count. Singing! Dancing! Streaking! It seems more like mid season than the first week.

Alliances have been formed, disbanded, and outed.  We have final two deals up the wazoo! Breakdowns, melt-downs, and showdowns have already transpired.  It's like this is BB Advanced Placement Class. Complete with a Prom.

This is the strangest first week of BB ever! I know we say that every season, but this year it may be true. Three men sleeping in a bird nest? Every straight guy in the house cuddling with the gay guy?  House guests kneeling around the bed to pray? A highly functioning sociopath hunting guide who can sing, dance, build motorcycles, braid-foil-and-color your hair, charm the gay dude, and kill a wild hog with a stick?   Seems mighty strange to me.

It's wild enough that we have a full force stalk-mance going week one. Caleb has managed to channel all the previous BB stalkers into one terrifying beast.  His confession to Amber, that he wants to get to "know" her, was one of the most awkward hour of live feeds I have ever seen. It gave me the heebiest of jeebies.

Then we have Devin. That boy is just plain kookoo. In addition to his hundreds of other highly delusional and OCD issues, this guy has a serious food trip. First he eats all the food in the house, then he fasts for 24 hours, then breaks the fast with a half coffee-half cola shake. He is now convinced he is gaining weight, and plans to run laps all day today. This guy's body has women swooning, and he thinks his face is too fat.  He drones on endlessly about how hard this game is. Droning, droning, all the day long. Everyone is just tuning him out. Even in his enforcer mode. Devon speaks, and the hgs cringe and fall asleep.

Last night he did, somehow, get Caleb to realize his stalk-mance was going nowhere. That may be Devin's biggest contribution to his alliance. Five minutes later, he is covering his head with a towel so no one can see his fat face. Seriously kookoo.

Meanwhile, Christine and Nicole are swinging on the hammock, gazing upon the madness that is swirling around them, and giggling up a storm. They are stealth whispering with such expertise I can't hear one word they are saying. But I know what they are asking each other. "Are we tripping? Or is it them?"

                                                        Have a Dorky Day!!!