I know they have to start off with the opening package of "I'm the Donald, this is NYC, blahblahblah..." but it's always good in a goosebump sense to see/hear the opening montage with the O'Jays in the background. That said:
--Raj is gone. Raj = Sam. Actually, Raj= Sam + Cousin Ernie from Joe Schmoe 2 x Tucker Carlson / Bollywood. All he owned is a Tonka truck when he was a kid? Damn.
--Pamela will be gone. As a parent myself, I don't want someone calling my kid chubby or saying he/she has a bad haircut just because he/she thought the toy sucked. Know your target demo.
--Stacey is gone, or at least conventional wisdom would think.
Other than that -- is it me, or is too wide open to even think of who's going to win? Using the Survivor methodology, I think a woman's going to win this year. I'll vote for Maria right now... but lil' Stacy's a cutie. Haven't heard a peep from her, so I hope she's not like a Jessie from last year. We'll see.
I like Raj, because you get so few chances these days to use the word "fop." And he is the foppiest fop that ever fopped. When you make George Will look like a guy sitting around his apartment in a wifebeater and stained BVDs, you're taking it a little too far.
I like Raj as well -- don't get me wrong... he's got his own style and I think it's awesome. Just hearing the Donald making a wisecrack about "the cane" makes it sound like The Raj's stock's dropped already, unfortunately.
Ok, so this wasn't as big a hit for me as some of the earlier episodes, but this one did have some really good moments. Namely, it had a hysterical (in both senses of the word) H. Jon Benjamin, who really carried this one.