The Bachelorette - Episode 6 Recap

The Bachelorette - Episode 3 Recap

Even armed with a twelve pack of Summer Shandy, I’m not sure I’m prepared for this week’s double-header of The Bachelorette. But with tonight, the third episode, Andi and Company are already hitting that rowdy road off to Santa Barbara. That is even faster than usual to begin the traveling.

“I’m so lucky to be here in Santa Barbara. This place is unbelievable from the sand, to the air, to the mountains,” Andi beams. She is thrilled to be both in the lap of luxury and in for some serious romance.

Back at the bro-mansion, Chris Harrison breaks the news to the guys that they are going to Santa Barbara to join her on the dates for the week. First guy making the journey is Nick V! The cutie-patootie from Chicago. “Let’s ride off into the sunset,” the date card reads.

He puts on an adorable olive-drab henley, scoring infinity points in my book. They are going to go bike riding through the town and just have a relaxing date. She is excited that this date on bikes and at the beach is just normal and chill, something they might do in real life.

In LA at the mansion, Andrew and Marcus are having an in depth discussion about Nick’s odds of coming home while both sitting shirtless on a tiny settee on the patio. They tell us that Nick is the biggest skeptic of “the process” in the house, so it could work to his benefit, or it couldn’t. But I’m mostly distracted about the homo-eroticism of two men sitting in towels and heatedly discussing the love life of another man.

After bike riding, Nick and Andi do some hiking in the gorgeous foothill mountains just outside Santa Barbara. They have a really calm, natural energy between them, and Andi is right. By Bachelorette standards, this date is fairly normal/low-key.

Atop a small mesa, Nick tells Andi that he feels the natural amount of skepticism about “the process”, but that he’s been so impressed by her so far she’s blowing him away. Nick is just a regular dude: a great, nice regular dude that if I met in Chicago, I probably would never have pegged as someone who’d be on the Bachelorette. But here he is. Doing great. Being a normal, kind of dorky dude.

They climb farther up the hills to watch a stunning sunset. I do like them together, so we’ll see how far this little “schoolboy crush” goes.

The dinner portion of the date is at the old Santa Barbara courthouse that is in that beautiful, traditional Spanish mission style. She starts right away by asking him why he thinks he’s still single. So he dives into his whole love life including a long high school relationship, a quickly broken engagement, and why all that led him to where he is. Andi loves his honesty and supports his decision to break off an engagement when he knew it wasn’t right.

As they continue talking, Andi realizes that they share a lot of the same views when it comes to love and finding someone to spend your life with. She says it’s “obvious” there’s a connection. She gives him the date rose with the promise that she’ll “make [him] a believer in all this.” They kiss from the top of the bell tower, and it looks like a pretty good kiss, lemme you tell you what.

Now it’s time for the group date I’ve been most looking forward to. These are the men participating: Brian, Marquel, Cody, Tasos, Brett, Ron, Bradley, Josh, Eric, Andrew, Patrick, and Marcus. “Let’s start things off on the right note” says the date card and the men are convinced it’s karaoke.

It’s not karaoke though; it’s so, so, so, so much better. I should start this off by saying I am 100%, un-ironically, obsessed with Boyz II Men. Like there is no group with tighter, more beautiful harmonies in the last thirty years. AND I’M SO EXCITED THEY ARE THERE TO COACH THESE DUDES.

Bradley the Opera Dork is already doing arpeggios on the car ride to warm up. I’ll kill him. Such an embarrassment to Holland, Michigan home of New Holland Brewery and Hope College and two stunning state park beaches!

They are at the Music Academy of the West and enter an auditorium to the three remaining members of Boyz II Men singing “I’ll Make Love to You.” The dudes are appropriately pumped. I have goosebumps because of beautiful harmonieeeeeees!!! I’m so EXCITED FOR THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“I’m pretty sure I touched my first butt to ‘I’ll Make Love to You’ in the 7th grade,” Eric admits. Amazing, dude. Bradley already tries to sing, and I hope he chokes. Josh is really nervous because he’s not trained like Bradley but I think today the underdog shall prevail.

The guys split off into two groups to start rehearsing with their respective Boy II Man. And oh my god! OH MY GOOOOOOD. THEY ARE ALL TONE DEAF. I’M LAUGHING SO HARD I’M CRYING AT JOSH JUST NOT EVEN CLOSE TO MATCHING THE NOTES THE PIANO IS MAKING. Cody is also very not good. Brian is worse than both of them put together. I am SCREECHING and CACKLING with abandon as we cut to Marcus who at least knows how to get away with talk-singing, but it still hurts me so bad.

This is already 100%, without a doubt, my favorite group date in Bachelorette history on sheer entertainment level. Bradley is singing like an opera singer and that hurts me almost as bad as the tone-deaf singing. Tasos is ok. Compared to the rest he’s an American Idol. As they practice the harmonies together it sounds like a pack of wild dogs. They know they suck, so it’s at least laughing with them (but also a good dose of laughing AT them).

Andi is also so, so, so tone deaf it’s incredible, but she is such a good sport with it all. She’s winning me over by being so hilarious and fun with everything. Bradley won’t stop being the WORST, and I can’t wait for the final performance in front of people.

The Boyz are giving some great color commentary about two or three of the guys being able to carry a tune well enough to bring it to water and drown it. I’m laughing on purpose; I’m laughing at their expense. I’m laughing so much. Please, please find a clip of this online and listen in because it will make your life a better place.

The concert starts up with the Boyz II Men singing their new and old hits and slaying the crowd. Marquel is thrilled and says they are #blessed to have the opportunity to sing with them.

The bachelors make their way up to the stage through the soaring voices of the Boyz. They enjoy the concert as nerves rise and rise. During one song, Cody leans over to Andi and says, “hey, whatever happens, this is an awesome experience.” I hate Cody so much, but he is so right in this situation.

Both groups of guys get on stage. One group is in khaki jackets and red ties, and the other group is in matching blue cardigans with bow ties and baseball hats. The music starts up and they do the traditional 90s R&B low-talking to their “girl” at the beginning. Would you be shocked to hear that Bradley starts out? And he’s singing it straight opera-style, and Josh Groban he ain’t. This is not meant to be sung like a trained opera singer, BRADLEY. IT SHOULD COME FROM YOUR HEART AND YOUR LOINS NOT YOUR DUMB DIAPHRAM.

Eric does passably well. Cody is very bad. Brian hurts my ears so much. They are butchering the song but commit to it like someone at karaoke singing Whitney Houston when they know they are in way over their head but having so much fun anyway. Andrew is terrible. Marcus doesn’t remember the words. Bradley is straight up hogging the mic. Everyone is in agreement that they had a blast and it was fun despite ruining the song. I agree too. That was a blast for me.

The cocktail party is poolside at the resort, and Andi is in a killer hot pink, draped, one shoulder dress. She pulls Cody (ugggh) aside first because she feels like she and Cody share a similar sense of humor, and she wants to try a little prank. So she sets up by saying she heard “chatter” that he has a girlfriend.

Cody is shocked and then says, “I’ve been single for about three and half years!” Dawg, you such a playa no one can hold the Cody down for too long, ‘nah mean?! Ha HAAAAA!

But anyways Andi goes on and says, “Well there are guys who’ve been saying you have a girlfriend…and that’s she’s A STRIPPER!!!” AND THEN THEY LAUGH AND LAUGH AND LAUGH. WHAT A HILARIOUS PRANK. Wow. I almost crack a smile it’s so funny, but then I don’t because nothing will ever make me laugh like those men trying to sing a 90s R&B classic.

Man, do they ever laugh. Cody is such a jabronie, and I can’t handle him. But a fun thing is that you can see that his natural hair and eyebrow color is growing in without the opportunity to bleach it every third day. I hope he continues to metamorphose into a normal human man.

Eric is starting to worry about their connection and wondering if it’s perhaps faded a little bit since the initial heat of the first date. Andi tries to reassure him that it’s just a different setting and that she still feels the same for him. Eric accepts this.

Nick brings the date card at the mansion over to the three remaining men sweating it out in the hot tub together. The date is going to JJ! My favorite pantsapreneur around!!!

Marcus is feeling pretty nervous about being around all these other guys when he’s developing real feelings for her. He’s hoping he’ll get his first kiss with her tonight. I 1000% do not understand her obsession with him. They kiss. Marcus feels really great about it. I do not.

Josh continues to be adorable with is dimples and tiny scarf on his big body. They make out hardcore because she likes him a lot. He is kind of yucky and VERY, VERY sensual. I’m sorry I just said sensual, you guys, but there is no other word for the way Josh is behaving. He’s close talking and whispering and interspersing tiny kisses with long, deep kisses. Josh got mad game, yo.

And for “opening up” to her (WITH HIS MOUTH HOLE) the date rose goes to Josh. He’s stoked. Bradley is crestfallen in a dumb red satin tie. SATIN. I mean honestly.

And now it’s time for JJ’s date. He’s so tall and cute. Andi is stoked, as am I. He is wearing quite the pair of pants that I can only assume are his design. The date today though is the most cracked thing you could imagine.

They are going to “grow old together” which is funny in theory, but in actuality they are just being put into full body old age makeup complete with hair, clothes, and I imagine a ton of spirit gum. It really feels like the producers were scraping the bottom of the barrel with this one.

JJ looks like the Crypt Keeper, legitamtely, and he says it. “I look like a creepy old uncle or grandfather! Whatever…I look like a really creepy old man.” They both have a good hearty laugh about how dumb he looks and kind of cute she is. They go for a walk on the boardwalk to try and fool some people with their act. I don’t like it. They basically just stage whisper to people as their old people voice, and it is just terrifying.

But they both seem to have a lot of fun with roaming around Santa Barbara on motor scooters.

They yuck it up throwing a football around a park and doing some cartwheels. They just keep laughing fooling all these people. I don’t think they’re really fooling anyone, but they both have so much fun. They share an awkward first kiss swinging around on a tire swing.

Um and then in the CUTEST moment of the whole day, JJ pulls a Werther’s Orignal out of his pocket for Andi. Then they ride a carousel together and continue to be generally adorable.

Meanwhile, Ron gets a distressing phone call. He’s pacing around the driveway of the mansion and speaking in Hebrew/English to someone. He packs all his bags as the guys wildly speculate as to what happened. He comes in to say good-bye, and share that his close friend has passed away. He’s so cute. Literally my roommate and I were just cooing over him during the group date, and I feel so bad for him. Poor Ron! Godspeed. We wish you well.

 Back at the date for dinner, the two meet up back to their normal, young selves. JJ is still dressed kind of like an old man, but in the most charming and adorable way. He will probably have a rough patch of adult acne for the next week because of that makeup though.

JJ really opens up about being picked on and having to switch schools because he was having such a hard time. And he talks about how it’s hard for him as a weird, quirky guy to find a girl that will really love him. JJ! You SWEET, PEACH OF A MAN. Andi assures him that they all worry about finding someone and encourages him to continue just being himself.

He’s so cute, you guys. I can’t stand it.

More Mansion Drama is going on with the men though. Not boy-fights, but Dylan Bad Hair-Good Face has some life stuff he’s worried about telling Andi. So in the interest of telling someone before he explodes from nerves, he tells Farmer Chris, who is turning out to be the Renee of this season. He’s such a sweetheart as he listens to Dylan BH-GF pour his heart out about having both a sister and a brother pass away from drug abuse. This poor, poor man. He cries a little and Chris puts a reassuring hand on his back. These two. Like a couple of puppies.

Andi is really taken with JJ though in all his goofy, sweet ways. He tells her about his most recent past relationship and blah, blah, blah. Can you all tell that this is always my least favorite part? No one cares! Get to the good stuff! JJ’s talking a lot though, so I hope Andi’s not turned off by that.

She gives him the date rose though and they share a lovely kiss that isn’t hindered by layers of old-age makeup and spirit gum.

At the start of the rose ceremony, Andi sheds a tear or two over Ron having to leave. Her heart is aching for him and his loss, and she is so grateful for the men sacrificing their time to be there. Andi’s dress tonight is on point. Finally. It’s this deep raspberry, strapless number. I love it.

While Andi is talking to Eric and having a good time, a delivery guy walks in and hands her a bouquet of flowers she has to sign for. “I wish I was responsible for this,” Eric whispers as Andi reads the heartfelt card from none other than…Nick! That is a slick, slick move Nick (the Producers). How very cunning of you (the producers) to concoct such an elaborate scheme.

Andi feels really bad for being so happy about the flowers while Eric is sitting there. He is totally thrown off his game. Poor Eric.

Nick totally wins all of the points from Andi for sending those flowers. She loves that it seems like real life that he just sent the girl he likes flowers. Nick admits that he wants to make this process seem as close to real life as possible and do exactly what he’d do under normal circumstances. Andi loves this, of course.

But once again, and I have a feeling not for the last time in the next two episodes, drama erupts. JJ pulls Josh aside to discuss what they witnessed the week prior when they went out to dinner, and Andrew not only got the hostesses number, but also bragged about it to the other guys at dinner.

Josh and JJ are the truth police and pull Andrew aside to talk to him about it. I at least like that they talk to Andrew about it first, instead of running straight to Andi. The phrase “here for the right reasons” gets thrown around a lot. And Andrew just says “I’m not going to engage in this. I’m sorry.” And walks away which is exactly how a guilty asshole behaves. They chase him through the house demanding he “man up” and are finally turned away by him slamming a door.

Andrew decides to come out of his temper tantrum ready for battle. He feels that Josh and JJ attacked him, and you know, he’s the type of person who will give anyone the benefit of the doubt, “even dorks, even assholes, even the f***ing nerds.” SHOTS FIRED, ANDREW. SHOTS. FIRED.

He comes downstairs to confront the guys in the kitchen over a cheese platter and some cocktail meatballs (I’m hungry). He tries to defend himself saying that he was handed a phone number and that was that. But all the other guys are saying that no, he “got” a girl’s number then proceeded to brag about it to everyone else in the van on the way home and to the other guys in his room back at the house. He’s being an absolute ass hat about the whole thing. I don’t like this guy to begin with, so every move he makes just digs him deeper and deeper into being a smarmy yucko.

Andrew won’t stoop to the level of the “three lowlifes” who confronted him. What an ass.

But with all that being said, we go straight into the rose ceremony with nothing being said to Andi. Which leads me to believe that the major drama tomorrow night will be as a result of this shit hitting the fan.

Roses go to: Marcus, Brian, Marquel, Tasos, Cody, Patrick, Chris, Eric, Dylan, and the final rose goes to Andrew.

Which leaves Brett the hairstylist with a mullet-mohawk and Bradley the Dweebus opera singer going home. It also leaves tensions high and hackles raised amongst the remaining guys with Andrew squeaking by. Until tomorrow, folks! We’ll see you there.

Sexy Halloween Costumes: Men's Edition

   It's that time of year again, y'all. Halloween costume anxiety season. There is much ado about what to go as, whether it be topical, witty, scary, or the current favorite amongst women of all ages, "slutty". For women there are "sexy" versions of Halloween costumes for everything from Big Bird to an ear of corn, while the men are left hung out to dry.

No longer. For your benefit, gents, I've put together a list of Halloween costume ideas that are the male-equivalent of "sexy" - Costumes we ladies would be amped to see and you would enjoy sporting (MEN- you may be surprised at the absence of a single beer-related costume) ---

Star Wars X-wing Fighter Pilot - You love Star Wars; we love Star Wars. Pretty much the only cool-looking iteration of a Star Wars character is the Fighter Pilots, and plus, wearing the Jedi Robes pretty much ensures you'll be mistaken for Jesus or Moses or other decidedly un-sexy biblical figures all night.

Top Gun - Maverick and Goose are ueber-dudes (volleyball scene excluded), so it works to the top of your manliness and right to the ladies' love of a flight suit covered in patches and good pair of aviators.

Robin Hood - Archery is really having a moment this year, so play to the strengths of the times. Robin Hood is heroic in a very "stick it the 1%" kind of way and has always had great swagger. Extra props if you go as the sexiest film Robin Hood - the fox from Disney's animated version.

The Brawny Man - Not only is this costume cheap, it's also clever and awesome. You wear a henley (I advocate any costume choice that involves henleys), a plaid shirt (also great), blue jeans, and carry an axe and a roll of paper towels. Boom. Sexy.

Dr. Henry Walton aka Indiana Jones - I think probably a lot of men go as action-hero Indy, but I would urge you to take the subtler, more intellectual route and go as his professorial self. Do the whole professor-bowtie-tweed-glasses look and carry a bull whip for good measure and extra self-defense. Everybody loves a sexy professor with a bull whip...I think.

Young Teddy Roosevelt - One time Teddy Roosevelt got shot in the chest, then gave a ninety minute speech, THEN went to the hospital. He was practically a superhero. And he liked to wear khaki and pith helmets, so you can be the first of the progressive presidents, a total badass, and an environmentalist. He covers a lot of demographic appeal. Full push-broom mustache a must.

GROUP COSTUMES:

The Beatles - Do Abbey Road, or the Ed Sullivan show suits, or black turtlenecks, or just embody the essence of each Beatle. Do not, I repeat, do NOT do Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band. This is colorful and fun and a great album cover - this is NOT a sexy Halloween group costume.

The Princess Bride - Westley would be a great, romantic single costume, but why not have more fun and bring along Inigo Montoya with his rapier and Fessik with some peanuts, and even Humperdink to be a dastardly devil.

Sexy Founding Fathers - Comedy gold and and historically relevant. Look, it's an election year, so you can bet your bippy that there will be more than a few Obamas, Romneys, Ryans, and hell, even Bidens. But what you'd never expect is a group of our nation's founding father's in various states of late 18th century undress. Roll up your khaki pants, hike up your white tube socks, wear some dress shoes and slap on a thermal or (duh) a thermal henley. Boom. Slutty, slutty Andrew Jackson. 

   That wraps up this (FREE - these are free) list of some great sexy male costume ideas for this All Hallows Eve. Let me know how these work out, and happy trick-or-treating, gentlemen.

The Bachelor - Episode 3 Recap

When you think of the Bachelor, as I often do, you may think of helicopters, roses, tropical locales, and fabricated romance that ultimately crumbles when harsh reality strikes upon the resulting couple. While you may think of the schmaltz, you probably don’t ever, ever think about late night talk show host Jimmy Kimmel. And you shouldn’t. For that would be an unholy matrimony of clownery meets clownery and would take your viewing experience right from the sublime to the ridiculous. I regret to inform you that this very thing has happened this week. Grab your alcoholic beverage of choice, because the Jimmy Kimmel takeover of the Bachelor is here.

The show opens with ominous music and a limo pulling up the mansion drive. Jimmy emerges in to awaken Chris in the week hours of the morning.

“What the f***?” is Chris’ immediate response. Over at the main house, Chrarrison has the ladies assembled and tells them to prepare for the new man in their life. And in trots Jimmy Kimmel.

Jimmy wastes no time in setting a new way of life here in the Bachelor mansion. First rule about the love club, is we do not say the word “amazing” in the love club. He has Chrarrison display a large jar into which each lady must place a dollar if/when she says “amazing” this week. I can’t disagree too much with this rule. Anyone on that show could stand to benefit from a quick flip through a thesaurus.

Jimmy and Chris also leave the first date card of the week.

“You’re gonna have a lot of fun, in fact I think this is going to be amazing,” he mugs as he puts a dollar right into the jar and leaves.

“With Jimmy Kimmel and the Bachelor combining, it’s going to be super awesome,” quips an unnamed blonde I don’t yet know. Ehhh, we’ll see.

“Dear Kaitlyn, you and Chris are about to join an exclusive club. Sweeping views, vaulted ceilings, and unlimited hors d’oeuvres await,” Megan reads. Kaitlyn is very excited.

Neither Chris nor Kaitlyn knows exactly where they’re going, but everyone agrees that no matter what the date involves, it will be extravagant.

Cut to the limo pulling up in front of Costco.

I can’t.

Why? Why must this show try its hand at comedy? The Bachelor is the Bachelor and comedy and is comedy and never the twain shall meet unless the Bachelor stumbles into it unwittingly. THIS IS WHY KIMMEL BELONGS BEHIND THAT DESK MAKING CELEBS READ MEAN TWEETS ABOUT THEMSELVES. PUT KIMMEL BACK BEHIND THE DESK.

Kaitlyn is horrified and unimpressed. Get over it, Cananda. Costco is the best. That would probably be a fun place to go on a second date, if there weren’t a camera crew following you with planned hijinks. Also, what a slick way to shill memberships, Costco, AS IF I WEREN’T ALREADY SOLD ON YOUR LOW PRICES AND QUALITY OF PRODUCT.

Jimmy sets them off on a scavenger hunt of sorts to get food for dinner for all three of them tonight and a list of things to retrieve like beef jerky, size 33 jeans, an office chair, and “enough ketchup to fill a hot tub.” What spunky, ribald fun.  For dinner, an old lady recommends a cooked chicken, saying they’re “excellent”. AND SHE’S NOT WRONG. But they go with steaks which is also a good choice because Costco has a great meat selection.

Quick note, I am not endorsed by Costco. I do, however, come from a noble lineage of lovers and embracers of all things Costco. I kid you not one, tiny bit when I tell you that my father bought my sister and I matching copies of “Fabulous Food the Costco Way: The Costco Cookbook” for Christmas this year. Costco f***ing rules.

And because Costco f***ing rules, Chris should not be so surprised that he and Kaitlyn “actually” have fun there. He says he doesn’t know many women who could handle a date like that with “such class”. Really, Chris? It’s just having fun in Costco: the easiest thing in the world to do.

 Chris is proving to me word by word that he is a simple, boring man who has only ever known simple, boring women. With the limo full to the gills with their spoils, the couple heads back to Chris’ place to prepare the meal.

“Who needs helicopters when you have Costco?” Chris asks after all the prep work is done and he and Kaitlyn are just relaxing on the porch with some bourbon. They are so excited by how “normal” the date seemed without all the glitz and glamor of regular Bachelor dates. They share a kiss and laugh over how her laugh is like a man’s laugh and he has a woman’s giggle. That’s actually a fair point. They have good chemistry, so much so that they aren’t really looking forward to Jimmy Kimmel showing up. Me either, kids.

I feel like I should say that I don’t dislike Jimmy Kimmel; I just wish that we weren’t forcing this comedy like so much dried play-doh through the play-doh shape maker. While they grill steaks, he riffs on Kaitlyn liking beef. It’s dad-humor at best.

 “I specialize in making people uncomfortable,” Jimmy tells us about the hard-hitting questions he’s asking. “I think of myself as kind of a lubricant. Here to smooth things through,” he says. Such are the meager jokes one is able to cull from this set up.

“Let’s say…you find out that Chris has gone into the Fantasy Suite with three women and made sweet, sweet, sweet love to each of the women, including yourself, will you be angry at him?” he queries.

Kaitlyn picks steak out of her teeth with her tongue as she considers this. “No, I wouldn’t be,” she replies.

“Really?” an incredulous Jimmy asks.

“You can’t be!” she says, “It’s part of the process. You can’t buy a car without test driving it.” Ah, there’s that crass sense of humor from the first night I so cherish. Truly, what a night for comedy here on the Bachelor.

Chris just sits there giggling the whole time. He’s a bright man.

“Try to have sex with everyone,” Jimmy advises Chris who continues to giggle. If this were an interview on Kimmel, it might be acceptable, but as I am made to sit through several torturous minutes of it under the editing of the Bachelor producers, I am unamused.

The doorbell rings at the mansion as the next date card arrives. The “Amazing” Jar has quite the stack of dollar bills piling up inside. Britt, Jillian, Becca, Tracey, Mackenzie, Kelsey, Amber, Ashley S., Juelia, Samantha (who?), Nikki, and Carly are all in. “Are you ready to meet the real party animals?”

Back on the date, Jimmy hands the date rose over to Chris and sits in the middle as Chris dedicates the rose to her and thanks her for a wonderful date. Jimmy gets in one dig that actually makes me laugh. After Chris gives a lame rose speech he says, “Oh wow, you really have a way with words…Are there people on the farm? Or just animals to talk to?” Chris is ready to see Jimmy and all his joke-making leave. After he does, he and Kaitlyn share many more fish-lipped kisses and some hot tub time.

Before the next group date begins, we get a lovely couple of minutes of watching Jillian work out in tiny purple shorts. She works out hard, and they once again place a black bar over her behind. This time I have to believe it’s just the producers having a laugh. Jillian really likes working out is what I took away from this segment.

The women arrive the next day with Jimmy and Chris at the Hoe-Down Throw Down. There is a series of five events in a farm-themed relay designed to prove what woman can grin and bear it the hardest at an event designed to make them miserable. Sounds about right.

There is the corn shucking test, the egg fry, the goat milk challenge where you milk a goat then drink said milk, a manure shoveling test, and finally a pig wrestling finale. What they say this is for, is to see if a woman can really get her hands dirty and tough it out on a farm. It’s really about us watching people desperately compete for approval from a man whose personality is that of a bowl of plain Greek yogurt.

Once again, Jillian’s shorts are so short that the black bar is back. She is struggling to get milk her goat, possibly due to her screaming at squawking that she can’t get it to stand still. Maybe screaming at an animal isn’t the best choice, Jillian. But as the milking progresses and the women have to drink it, they are becoming more disheartened. Kelsey is very grossed out by how warm it is. Amber tells the camera that she’s glad she didn’t have to drink it, saying, “The way Kelsey described it, it was salty and warm. Not something I like in my mouth.”

Now, folks, that was supposed to be a suggestive innuendo. The producers JUMPED on that double entendre hard and were thrilled to present it to us. And it’s fine. I, however, posit that Amber has no idea how food works because salty and warm are two of my favorite adjectives when it comes to food I put in my mouth. Your loss, Amber. Salty, warm things in my mouth for life!

In the manure challenge, Carly remains in the lead with Jillian and Kelsey close behind. Carly has strategy in her pig wrestling, and despite Jillian’s flashing hurdle over the pig pen fence, she comes in first prize. As her prize, she and Chris get to dress up and reenact American Gothic. None of the girls know what that is. This is also the second imagining of American Gothic we’ve seen this season.

The second half of the date is what else but a rooftop cocktail party in downtown LA. Carly pulls Chris aside right away to chat. She kisses him to show that even though she’s shy, she’s really into him. She was really fun earlier in the date, and Chris is into her taking control of the situation.

He and Amber slow dance and kiss. He is handing out kisses left and right tonight. He kisses Jillian. He kisses Ashely S.

“There’s a fair amount of kissing going on which is the point of the whole deal! When you’re with a person and the moment feels right, I’m gonna do that,” Chris mansplains.

But Mackenzie is upset that he’s kissing so many girls because she felt special that she was the first girl in the house to get kissed (she wasn’t) and now that he’s kissing all these other women, she doesn’t feel so special (she’s not). Quick reminder: Mackenzie is 21. Damn, Millenials y’all.

“So, I’m gonna be blunt,” she says to Chris like that’s the craziest idea of the century. “So, remember how we kissed? Well why are you kissing everyone else?” she asks like the absolute child she is. What is she even doing on this show???

He takes a moment to compose and explains that he is being truthful with all the women and putting himself out there.  Mackenzie feels embarrassed by her question, as she should. But then she almost proudly tells the other women that she called him out for kissing “like eight other girls” since their one-on-one date. DOES SHE KNOW WHERE SHE IS? DOES SHE KNOW THE FORMAT OF THE SHOW? DOES SHE SEE THE OTHER WOMEN AROUND HER AND UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY ARE DOING THERE?

Britt is still having an issue with him “burning through” kissing all the other women so quickly as well. I don’t doubt that it would be hard to adjust to that, but I just have to reiterate that THAT IS EXACTLY HOW THE SHOW WORKS. ONE MAN DATES MANY WOMEN AND WILL, INEVITABLY, KISS MANY OF THEM.

Becca, who is very tall and beautiful, has some nice one-on-one time with Chris. With the beautiful LA skyline behind them, everything seems perfectly set for them to kiss, but she doesn’t kiss him. Becca says, “I don’t want to do something I wouldn’t do normally…It’s not that I don’t want to though.”

I admire that. She’s going to make him earn the right to kiss her. Good for you, Becca.

It’s time for the date rose, and Chris thanks everyone for their efforts during the relay and at the party. He hands it out to Becca. Yeah, Becca! Way to be special by not giving up that kiss too early! I should also mention that Ashely S. was not only quiet on this date, but the only moment we had with her was very normal. I want to posit right now that Ashley S.’s erratic behavior can be explained one of three ways. 1) She is an alien. 2) She has a drug/severe alcohol problem. 3) She’s doing elaborate performance art for the cameras to fool us all and show that the cameras can make you believe anything with the power of editing.

Whitney gets the second one-on-one of the week and is so relieved she cries. She and Chris arrive at a beautiful winery. They talk about typical Bachelor date marriage/life goals garbage. The two of them are so positive, sugary sweet that it makes perfect sense to me. I mean, I would die being around either one of them for more than two days, but they are right for each other.

From their picnic perch, they spy a wedding being set up down below. Whitney suggests that they crash it. It starts as a joke, but they get serious. Whitney invokes “yolo” which Chris LOVES. The producers confirm that they are actually doing that as the two of them plan out what they’ll say.

“So there’s something about weddings that’s just very romantic,” Whitney says. OH REALLY? THE DEVIL YOU SAY?

They get more and more excited and leave to go change into their evening wear and grab a random gift. I’m confused about how much of this is staged and how much is really spur of the moment. The producers must have had to plan this so carefully. I want to believe it’s real.

We get sneaky spy shots of the two of them wandering around the wedding. They are having a great time. Chris loses his cool immediately by talking to the whole wedding party and being a nervous dumb, dumb. He mentions that the producers are wandering around filming on cell phones. That’s amazing. I actually love this, guys. I think it’s crazy and a rare unscripted moment. Whitney is such a sweetheart and a real star who makes Chris look good. They have so much fun. I loved it. What a great thing.

Then they slow dance to the same song that was the theme to Desiree and Chris’ romance on the Bachelorette.

I wonder what they had planned originally for them at the winery, probably something not quite as fun and spontaneous and memorable. Whitney will go far in this. Chris is really, really taken with her.

“She did something really incredible here, and I don’t even think she knows it. But I know it. It wasn’t about the day; it was her,” he says. He then runs to fetch the rose and gives it to her. He’s a man of few words, but you can tell how much he is really into Whitney. To conclude: I liked that date and them together.

As it is the third week, we will be having the traditional “there’s no cocktail party.IT’S A POOL PARTY INSTEAD!” day.

“I’m lovin’ this. This is the most best day ever,” Megan coos. But other women, like Ashley I. are not so thrilled.

“I was gonna do my Kardashian look tonight, and now…enghglee,” she gurgles as she vigorously applies bronzer.

The pool party begins with, you’ll never guess, Chris does the craziest thing. He takes off his shirt and he does a CANNONBALL!

Then Juelia pulls Chris aside to talk more about her husband who committed suicide. She tells the full story of what happened, and it’s bad enough that America gets to hear all of the harrowing details, so we won’t repeat it here. It’s very sad and scary. Help the people you love get help if you think they need it.

Britt interrupts Chris mid-sentence to kiss. The other women see them making out, and take things to the next level. Jade is upset that the women who already had dates this week are monopolizing his time. So Jade asks for and receives a tour of his house. Meanwhile, Jillian trots down to his place and gets into his hot tub. Jade, inside, is snuggled up with Chris on his bed in some WHITE-ASS HEELS. They get steamy real quick, but her white high heels are some kind of trashy I can’t handle. Her boob is also absolutely fully out of her swimsuit. Like, a full boob of everything minus areola visible to my eye.

But then Chris has to move right into the hot tub with Jillian. Ashley I., Megan, and Mackenzie try to join the hot tub party right away but get shooed off by Jillian. The “alone time” everyone craves is a hot commodity at this pool party, and it’s making them all idiots.

Ashley I. is really upset by how possessive and aggressive Jillian is being. She cries while wearing a little golden headband. Jillian is one of those girls who doesn’t have a personality outside of being athletic and working out, and that, I cannot abide.  Ashley I. can’t abide either and scampers away to dry her tears.

A few minutes later, Chris walks into the house to have his chat with Ashley I. Perched on the rooftop, Ashely I. begins crying again. But she’s so embarrassed, that she laughs and Chris doesn’t know if she’s laughing or crying. He’s really great at handling women who are feeling intense emotions. So they just end up kissing the whole time. She is an aggressive kisser, and I’m genuinely worried they’re going to fall off the roof.

Finally, my sweet Chrarrison arrives in his show suit to get Chris ready for the Rose Ceremony. I missed him so much. Chrarrison, never leave me again! Chrarrison, Jimmy, and Chrarrs have a final huddle before the rose ceremony begins. Jimmy’s final words of wisdom are, “Whatever you do, don’t be yourself. Be someone who gives better speeches.” And what a joke to leave us on. BYE, JIMMY!

As Chris starts his pre-ceremony speech though, he immediately stumbles over his words and accidentally calls Jimmy, Jade. I mean, of course, Chris saw her entire boob earlier today and Jimmy Kimmel just mercilessly made fun of him all week. He’s got Jade on the mind.

The women getting roses tonight:

Jade, Samantha, Juelia, Mackenzie, Kelsey, Britt, Megan, Carly, Ashley S., Nikki (who the hell is that?), Jillian, and the final rose goes to Ashley I.

This means we are saying good-bye to Trina, Amber, and Tracey. Ladies, we hardly knew ye. We wish you all the best!

And that concludes this THRILLING week of the Bachelor. I think this week laid a lot of groundwork for the drama that will come this season between not only the ladies, but also with Chris and his Kissing Issue. Next week we’ll be back on Wednesday as usual. Until then, my little journeyers, check out @chasspod on Twitter and don’t forget my Ask is always open

Distraction 2012 -

No need to distract yourself further, for things have come to a close in this turbulent election.Yes We Can was our slogan four years ago, and yes we did once again.

"But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope."

America. Love you, Barry.

Henley Monday - 

Everyone! Everyone rejoice! Today marks the return of Henley Monday yet again. Has life been unbearable without it? Probably. I hope not, but it's become a staple in my life for sure. 

Enter yet another outstandingly charming, talented, and attractive British actor named Tom. This Tom is Tom Mison most known for playing the man out of time Ichabod Crane on Fox's Sleepy Hollow which is great, great, great. 

Enjoy him in this little soft, jersey hooded henley, and maybe later avail yourself of all episodes of Sleepy Hollow for it is pure delight in many parts thanks to the sincere and greatly comic work of Tom. Nicole Beharie is also a total boss on it so, yeah. Just watch the show, folks.

Henley Monday - I'm back from England and your good graces!!! This week we will be having an unprecedented THREE RECAP WEEK due to the back log caused by my travels abroad. Also to appeal to your lovely hearts, I give you this picture of absolute heartthrob Chris Messina aka Danny Castellano of The Mindy Project. It's apt because Chris Messina is always apt, but Fox just announced that The Mindy Project will only be returning for a fifteen episode third season. This is not the kiss of death necessarily for the show, but it is SO HARD to consider not getting our full dose of Lahiri/Castellano gold. OUR LIVES ARE HARD. But we prevail. Thanks to images like the above.

A Petition for the Super Bowl to be a National Holiday

            When, in the human course of events, it becomes necessary for one people to declare a National Holiday that connects them to one another, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should explain causes which impel them to take a full day off work.

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal, but in terms of physical prowess in a sport that serves our base need for tactile, inter-personal confrontation, certain men are to be lauded with confetti and spectacle.

We, the people of the United States of America, have been endowed by our Capitalist Creators with certain unalienable rights that among these are high definition television, multimillion dollar buzz-worthy commercial spots, and the pursuit of our favorite NFL teams to claim the Super Bowl Championship. And to secure these rights, leagues are established among men, deriving their powers from a kind of arbitrary committee of guys assembled by their collective net worth (I think).

That whenever any form of workplace HR department or office manager becomes destructive to the general well-being of their employees, it is the right of the people to petition to their local congressman/woman, for the Monday following Super Bowl Sunday to be declared a day of Rest and Recovery. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that office relationships long established should not expect Trevor in sales to be anything but a gassy, bloated, hung-over shell of a human being on said morning after. All experience has shown that Mariah in accounting will be a hot, unshowered mess and that her breath is an evil which is insufferable.

Such has been the patient sufferance of the American People; and such is now the necessity which constrains us to alter our former systems of Paid Holidays in a Calendar Year. To prove this, let facts be submitted to a candid world:

-On the Lord’s Day, once a year, this great nation of ours gathers in living rooms to celebrate the game of football and advertising excellence.

-We consume cheese in every form possible: shredded, hard, semi-soft, molten, spreadable, shaped into balls, or carved into cubes!

- By the bucketful we consume the wings of chickens breaded, deep-fried and bathed in fiery sauce of an unnaturally red color.

-Crockpots across the land bubble with meatballs, chilies, and cocktail weenies consumed by the dozens

-Beer from Milwaukee, beer from St. Louis, beer from independent micro-craft breweries is swilled with gusto at each yard gained, each down made.

We, therefore, the common people of the United States of America, in no particular congress, assembled solely by the internet, appealing to the Supreme Judges of our Nation for the rectitude of our intention, do, in the name, and by authority of the good sports fans of the land, solemnly publish and declare that this country is, and of right ought to be celebrating the Super Bowl as a National Holiday observed on the following Monday; that we are absolved from all duty to attend a full day’s work; and that all political opinions, religious beliefs, and regular season allegiances be put aside for 36 hours, that we, as one, may celebrate the God given gift that is the Super Bowl.

And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of our First Amendment Rights, we mutually pledge to each other our friendships, our baked chip dips, our living rooms with big screen TVs, and our Sacred Honor.

Amen.

Henley Monday -

I'm pressed for time today folks, so let me cut to the chase: this is a picture of Jensen Ackles looking really nice and really thoughtful in a grey henley and holding a beer. What is troubling you buddy? I don't know and I don't care because it makes you look good! But obvs I hope it all gets sorted out. KISSES!

Henley Monday -

Summer time has finally come and come to stay! The sun is shining and birds are chirping and trees are budding and the lilacs smell INCREDIBLE.

So here's Alexander Skarsgard on that lovely summer staple, the beach! He looks very rugged like a field photographer for National Geographics of yore. Thumbs up.

The return of summer also means another TV staple will return to our lives. True Blood starring the Skarsgard here will be back on June 16th with all it's insane and completely bazoo plotlines. Until then enjoy this trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGgt_jllHcA&feature=player_embedded

What We Can Learn from Ewan McGregor's Instagram

It has very recently come to my attention that the great Ewan McGregor has an Instagram account that he uses with regularity. And it is a thing of beauty. Are you thinking, "Oh, I don't know. I like his movies, but do I really want to see his big celebrity life in photos?" The answer is YES YOU DO. Why? Because these are the things we have to learn from him.

Ewan loves motorcycles.

Ewan especially loves his vintage 1929 motorcycle.

Ewan loves his dog Sid Smith.

Ewan loves his "bonnie" Scotland home.

Like, a lot.

Sometimes he loves Scotland and his dog at the same time.

Ewan wore a kilt to receive his OBE.

Ewan has an intricate half-sleeve tattoo that was done by Kat Von D.

Ewan really, really, really loves Sid Smith and misses him whenever they are twain. Going so far as to dedicate pictures to him. 

EWAN IS INCREDIBLY HANDSOME, BUT THIS IS NOT NEW INFORMATION JUST A FRIENDLY REMINDER.

And for even more great Ewan pics just follow him on Instagram already!