This blog is way late because, frankly, I've been way busy. But I haven't read anyone else's Survivor blogs, in order to keep my thoughts pure. And since this is so late and probably no one reads it anyway, I will reduce my comments on episode three to a bulleted list.
-There has to be something wrong with Courtney. Sure, I felt slight sympathy for her when she spoke about being treated like a little chihuahua and always being stuck "where she'll do the least damage," but for goodness' sake, did you see the girl struggling to cut those ropes? Peih-Gee isn't a muscular woman, but she didn't stand their wielding a machete like it had a bowling ball attached to one end. I really wonder how she even made it past the show's medical team. There should be a minimum weight limit to play.
-Poker player or not, Jean-Robert is not the brightest crayon in the box. Has he ever seen Survivor before? You don't want to be known as the lazy one, or the obnoxious one who talks about his tribemates when they're obviously within hearing distance. Master Todd may have spared him this time, but with the way he's going, I don't see him making it to the merge.
-I totally called it on the pillow/blanket reward.
-My first impression of James was a sort of John Coffee from The Green Mile type -- large, quiet, and maybe even a bit magical. After listening to him talk with Jean-Robert in the water, he seems more like a big meathead with way more braun than brains. I can only hope he was trying out some of Andy Bernard's famous personality mirroring.
-And finally, the departure of dear, sweet Leslie. She didn't stand much of a chance from day one, being so trusting, naive, and openly Christian. Maybe if she would have been a member of Zhan Hu, her luck would have been different, but it seems her desire to form relationships and make friends came back to bite her in her God-fearing behind.
-And finally
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