Damn.

I was just getting ready to come over here and write a quick post starting, "I really think Steph is going to win this thing."

Just two more minutes to watch Tom get pounded off the island, and that would be that.

Guess not.

(If you didn't watch, and possess no deduction skills whatsoever, Steph got voted off. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, guess you haven't seen Survivor in awhile.)

What is the matter with those women? With Caryn? They can just never, ever, ever get together on this show. Ever. How obvious could the choice have been.

Greg has also been interesting to watch. I really like him, and in some ways I'm most like him. (Right down to his occupation. I used to do the business consulting thing, too. I still do, part-time.) But he seems really weak at flexibility once he's locked into a plan. I know, because I spent years grappling with that problem, first in the Army, then in the corp world. I always got great reviews for my planning, but I always wanted to stick to them. When things changed, I didn't want to.

Hopefully I'm over that. Painful to watch him make the same mistakes. But he just seems clueless about what's going on around him. "Stick to the plan! We have to stick to the plan!" That was your plan, buddy, and a lot of people paid lip service to it but never intended to ride it to the finish line.

And as near as I can tell, the plan called for five people to stick together till they got to five, and guess what, that's one vote away. They're scrambling hard for fresh options.

Fortunately for him, a key adversary wasn't scrambling very well. Caryn. What is wrong with her. Tom invites her to be part of the solid six--a one-woman add-on to the solid five? When there are seven people on the island? What? So he's saying "Stick we me on this vote, and I'll repay you by booting you on the very next vote"? And she went for it?

Oh course we have no idea what Burnett's not showing us.

But come on, girl. Think, a little. You had your chance to make it to the final four, and with the weakest three alongside you, to boot.

These people. Sometimes.