The Bachelorette Drinking Game

Henley Monday - 

I'm both hungover from alcohol from the whole weekend and from eating an insane amount of delicious food last night. So my witty commentary synapses are not firing at top speed.

Blake Griffin is super duper hot and tall and ginger and, true to his nickname, looks like a lion. A sexy, sexy, basketball playing, funny commercial making lion.

And he looks good in a henley. Thanks, Blake Griffin.

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

Henley Monday -

Yesterday was MLK Day and many of you had the day off to relax and reflect on the accomplishments of that great man and maybe watch some inaugural ceremony. Today is different though. Today is the Monday of your shortened week and sad, post-long weekend heart.

Worry not. I know how rough it is to get through shortened weeks sometimes. Sometimes they can feel the very longest of all, but Adam Scott is here to just listen. His cute, tiny face will stare directly and serenly at yours as you tell him the troubles of your work week.

This guy. He gets it. He knows how to be a man in a sweet, cozy henley and be a man who can support you. That's my kind of guy.

Henley Monday -

Some Mondays you're a little sluggish after a nice, relaxing weekend. Some Mondays you wish that the weekend could be one day longer. Some Mondays you wish you had never tried a thing called white whiskey which might as well be called "Moonshine - Don't drink this unless you're a drifter from the 1930s or a Swanson".

However you're feeling today, let these pictures of hunkety-hunk Matt Bomer doing manly things sooth you. Look at him carry that shovel, gazing so thoughtfully, probably going to go rescue a horse in danger. And then he shows off the henley's utility by doing some woodwork on a piece of reclaimed pine.

What a treasure.

The Bachelorette - Episode 1 Recap

WE. ARE. BACK. Yes that’s right boys and girls, with a bit of a delay I am back in the driver’s seat of the psychedelic party bus of recapping the Bachelorette for you beautiful people. We’ve sure had some times, haven’t we? We have. But now we’re here for Andi Dorfman’s season. And we gonna have some new times, some refreshing times, some “Thank God She’s Not Juan Pablo” times. So let’s get this party bus going!

As some of you may or may not know, a contestant on this season of the Bachelorette, Eric Hill, passed away recently. They start the show by dedicating this season to his memory and doing a short video package of his life. It is short and very tasteful. I’m glad they did it. 

But now it’s time to roll the video package of Andi getting’ down and dirty doing her job! She federally prosecutes ALLLLLLLL over Hotlanta! They even have a great staged scene where in an ENTIRELY EMPTY COURTROOM she asks a judge if she may approach the bench. He says yes because no one gives a hot shit because he might as well be the janitor in a black robe for all we know! 

Through the rest of the standard video package Andi talks to her family who tell her all the things families always say. And she talks and talk about how ready she is. Andi is totally open to finding love and is so excited at the prospect of falling in love. Andi is very, very excited but nervous to be the Bachelorette. Andi’s eyebrows are killing me, and I sense they will be a great source of ire for the remainder of the season. They are like a completely flat plane on top and are too thin and just a slight arch. Fix it! Someone! 

To help her get ready for the night, her sister whose name I miss pops in to help her pick a dress and talk about kissing boys on TV. They cry as her sister gives her words of advice and affirmations about the process. 

And before you now it she is standing upon that slicked down driveway we all know and love in a dress that is…a lot. There’s a lot of bejeweling and bedazzling and I’m just not a fan. The dress is almost matronly. Blugh.

Marcus is first out of the limo. Andi hugs him and she will hug all the guys because “it’s like a first date.” She thinks Marcus is very hot.

Chris a farmer from Iowa is next. He’s a hulky man-man but so sweet. I like Chris.

JJ a “pantsapreneur” is out next. He is cute as a button and is also in the lead for most absurd non-job job title. He’s excited for their “love quest”. 

Then we’ve got Marquel. He is African American. So we all know what that means in terms of how much this show loves diversity…

Tasos is a “Wedding Event Coordinator” and has a Mohawk and an earring. He does a bit about placing a love lock on the fence of the mansion and throwing the lock into the fountain with a wish. She is very taken by this, and I’m just laughing picturing some P.A. using the bolt cutters on that lock a little later.

Then a limo is pushed into the driveway by an orange skinned, bleach-blond tuft-haired  muscle man named Cody who is a personal trainer from Chicago. The collar on his suit jacket is popped, and I want him to die. 

Steven is a snowboarder California dude with a stupid flippy surfer-dude haircut and he says “stoked.” He’d be so, so hot if he fixed his hair. 

Rudie comes out with some attorney humor. Rudie looks like if Erik Spoelstra and Mark Ruffalo had a love child who could only look surprised/scared. 

Carl is up next and he is a hunky firefighter from Florida. He got her a mini-globe to mark where they are starting their journey. 

BOLT YOUR DOORS. HERE COMES JASON. Jason is an urgent care doctor from Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin, and Jason has shoulder length, shiny blond hair. Jason looks like he is always thinking about how exactly he would kill you and into what position he would taxidermy your body. He does a stupid bit about being a doctor who can diagnose on sight and says she must have a fever because she’s so hot. He’s so, so scary.

  Nick V. is next out of the gate. He’s one of my Chicago homeboys, so despite walking up to her like he’s got a big turd to hold in, I hope he doesn’t embarrass me. He is totes adorbs.

Dylan is an accountant from Boston with terrible slicked back hair. His face is really good though. Dylan Bad hair-Good face is how we shall call him.

Patrick does a soccer ball gimmick where he kicks it away because he’s way better than the last soccer player she dated. Sure, dude.

Emil is a very hunky HELICOPTER PILOT. THE SHOW IS BECOMING SELF-AWARE. ABORT. ABORT. No, no JK, JK, JK. Andi can’t pronounce Emil so he tells her just like “anal” with an “M”. So that’s a great first impression.

Brett is a hairstylist in a bowtie who brings Andi a hotel lamp because his mother taught him to never greet a lady empty handed? Which…ok? I guess. I mean even if that were true…a hotel lamp? I’m unsure of this guy and his horrible, over-styled hair. 

Craig is a giant dork who pops a bottle of champagne and sprays it all over the driveway. Whatever, Craig. Ron is from Israel and Barbados and is very exotic looking and quite attractive.

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy effing shit. The next guy out of the limo is named Bradley, and he is a very bland looking man claiming to be an opera singer but MOST IMPORTANTLY he is from HOLLAND, MICHIGAN. THAT IS THE VERY SMALL TOWN IN WEST MICHIGAN WHERE I WENT TO AN EVEN SMALLER LIBERAL ARTS COLLEGE. HOLLAND ON THE MAP, Y’ALL. HOLLAND REP-RA-SENT WITH THIS MOON-FACED GOON. He’s a dork and I kind of hate him, but I also love him because of solidarity.

Josh B. is out next and he’s a little short but pretty cute. Another gimmick ensues with Nick S. who is a balding pro-golfer. Brian the basketball coach is a sweetheart whose face is beet red. Andrew is a social media marketer. Mike is yet another long blond haired man who is a dork and looks like a lion. People call him Camps. We won’t because why?

Now it’s time for Eric. They’ve given him the job title of “explorer”. He presents her with two small dolls he was given in Peru, the first country went to outside of North America. A little girl gave them to him to give to his girlfriend, so now he’s giving them to Andi. It’s pretty cute, and he is pretty cute. It’s making me pretty sad.

Josh M. is the last guy out the limos. He is non-descript and also lives in Atlanta.

So now let the cocktail party begin. Will anyone jump in the pool tonight??? Time will tell. Right off the bat, she is very attracted to that last guy Josh M., but is wary that he might just be that confident guy who knows the right words to say. 

Marquel brings out a cookie tasting. He is legit obsessed with cookies? I love cookies. I guess it’s ok. Be obsessed with cookies Marquel. Then he finishes the plate with a black and white cookie to represent the two of them, and I’m uncomfortable.

Erik and Andi talk about his life and job of filming him going to all of the 195 countries of the world. He’s so handsome and sweet and the fact that he has since passed is truly making me a sad lady.

 The Honorable Chris Harrison brings out the first impression rose, and the dudes freak out like elephants with a mouse in old timey cartoons. 

Guys, guys, guys. The unthinkable has happened. There is a party crasher down at craft services, and if you’d given me a million bucks I never could have guessed who it would be. I am so delighted at who it is. Do you want to know who has snuck onto the property to try to vie for Andi’s heart? It’s Chris Bukowski! If the name alone isn’t ringing a bell, how about THIS:

  Yes that’s right, Sam the Eagle. Our very own overly possessive, misogynist from Emily Maynard’s season is the party crasher. The surly security guard is very surly that he is there and has brought roses. The producer’s are all a titter and basically “WTF?”-ing everywhere. I’m so excited to see how this turns out. 

Back at the mansion, Andi is losing her mind in joy about how fun this group of guys is. She’s getting golf lessons and talking to boys with long hair and the pantsapreneur brought her pants! Andi is feeling this being the Bachelorette thing.

With Tasos they talk about traveling. I can’t stand his earring. He could actually be handsome and potentially interesting but he’s got that damn earring.

Nick V. has ten other siblings. He is adorable with his little polka-dot tie. Andi is really taken by him, and I am too. He’s one of the few guys so far who seems to have a natural, not-put-on way of talking to her. 

Bradley the opera singer from Holland, MI is basically Frankenstein’s monster. He’s tall and pale and long armed and big handed and just sings out opera notes every once in a while, I’m sure to everyone’s sheer delight.

Andrew and Patrick form a really fast douche-mance. They are both horrendous human beings that I wish would eat some Fiberglas. 

Back at craft services, Chris Bukowski is making conversation with the surly security guard. Chris Harrison goes to Andi on his behalf to ask if she wants to meet him. After a bit of weighing the options, she decides to not meet him/let him into the group so as to not betray the trust of all the other men who were put through the ringer to be there for her. Chrarrison approves, as do I. I love when a thing doesn’t go well for Chris Bukowski.

  And then Chris Harrison does the impossible by endearing himself to me even more. He is sizing up Chris Bukowski and finding him sorely lacking. Chrarrison keeps telling him that he can’t come up, she doesn’t want to meet him, etc, but Bukowski isn’t taking no for an answer. He says that he was out in LA for seven days waiting to see when they were filming. He won’t leave. He says that. “I’m not leaving, just to let you know. I can’t leave.” And Chris Harrison says, “But if you really respect her, you’ll respect her wishes.” BOOM. THERE’S THE TRUTH. SHE SAID NO, AND NO MEANS NO. RESPECT THAT. WALK AWAY BUKOWSKI.

He continues to protest and Chrarrs finally gets through to him by saying, “the only place it goes from here is it gets bad.” And so per Bukowski’s wishes, Chrarrison takes the roses to give to Andi and hightails it out of there. Chris Harrison has no time for you, Chris Bukowski. Suck on that. 

But again, back to the mansion where the fun is. The guys are still freaking out about the first impression rose and just talking to her in general. Chris the farmer is soooooooooo sweet. He’s just so calm and seems like he’s intently listening. I love this guy. He’s like a gentle grizzly bear.

Marcus is Polish. Andi is super into him physically, but to me he’s kind of a dud. 

The time has come for the first impression rose! Everyone’s hackles raise as Andi takes the rose from its ceremonial plate and walks through the house. She finally approaches the adorable Nick V.! Chicago boy! So precious! First impression rose has never been the final person, but hopefully this bodes well for Nick V.

  And the big rose ceremony is already upon us. With a lovely speech detailing how grateful Andi is to all the guys, we begin.

Who’s in: JJ, Eric, Marquel, Craig, Tasos, Josh M., Brian, Bradley, Marcus, Andrew, Ron, Carl, Chris, Dylan Bad-Hair Good-Face, Brett, Patrick, Cody (ew), and finally Nick S.

Which leaves Steven the snowboarder, Rudie The Spoelstra-Ruffalo Spawn, Doctor of Horror Jason, Lion-Haired Mike, hot helicopter pilot Emil, and one very bitter Josh. He is embarrassed and continues to embarrass himself further by ranting about it. Be less bitter, buddy. It’ll help.

But enough of the cry babies. Let’s toast right alongside the rest of the bachelors left in the mansion with our Bachelorette. They are going to travel Europe and do all kinds of crazy activities. There are lots and lots of tears that will be spilt by everyone involved. I’m so excited.

  I’ve missed you all too. So keep in touch. I’ve only just realized I had a bit of a pile-up in the ask file, so I’ll get to all of those in the next few days. Apart from today’s double post, recaps will go up regularly on Wednesday’s, and you can play along over on Twitter @Chasspod until then. Love to you all! 

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow -

For what now seems like the entirety of my elementary, middle, and high school career, one teacher, each Halloween featured this short animated film "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow". Made by Disney in 1949 and narrated entirely by Bing Crosby, it is as much a part of Halloween to me as trick or treating and pervasive feeling of being "just a bit too cold" in whatever costume I wear.

If you haven't seen it since your childhood school days, you really owe it to yourself to watch and enjoy this version of the classic Washington Irving tale. Not only does it do it complete justice, pulling directly from the text, but it includes wonderful songs from a by-gone era of Disney sung by golden throated Bing Crosby. It also is entirely enjoyable and laugh-out-loud funny in its animated mastery of physical comedy.

Settle in after work, before the madness begins, and get in the spirit with Ichabod Crane. Happy Halloween!

Happy birthday, Jim Henson. You are missed.

Female Empowerment Friday - 

It's been a long week for most of us, and I would say you've more than earned a little dance party. So click play and let the moves just flow out of you. You are a beautiful woman who gets to call all the shots in your own love life and make men promise they won't fall in love with you, because you're that irresistible. That's right.

Have a great weekend, ladies! I'll just be over here chair dancing like a madwoman!

The Bachelor - Episode 1 Recap

Well, well, frickin’ well. Look who’s back, babies. It is I. It’s I and it’s you and it’s Chris Harrison and a bunch of bumbling bimbettes vying for the love of but ONE MAN. I’ve got my flannel jammies on. I’ve got a beer on my coffee table, and I’m ready. Are you? Please be ready. We can only get through together. In the immortal words of Jon Bon Jovi: take my hand, and we’ll make it, I swear.

For the first time, the premier of the Bachelor is a live event and they have trucked out all the very biggest stars of the Bachelor Family. Sean and Catherine are there. Brooks is there. I can see Dylan Bad-Hair Good-face behind good old Chrarrison! We start on the sparsely attended red carpet as Chrarrs tells us that this show. Has. Everything. LA’s hottest club is called DESPERATION. There’s a virgin who makes it through a fantasy suite. There are two widows. There’s a beloved talk show anchor that fills in for our beloved Chris Harrison. But, not to disappoint Stefan, nothing too crazy yet like Football Jellyfish.

Now let’s smash cut to a sweeping shot of Chris Soule’s farm in Arlington, Iowa. Oh, but wait, this down-home farmer has a bad side. Here he is riding his hog down a country highway. Chris LOVES farming, guys. And it takes about ninety seconds for him to make a comparison of farming to love. Perfect.

Chris has a huge, loving family and everything is great, except one thing. Can you guess what it is? It’s hard to find love out in Iowa. To demonstrate this, we see Chris sitting on the stoop of an abandoned building and waving to a red van that just drives right by. That big red van? It’s love. And Chris? He’s just been driven right by. This show. It’s deep.

Then Chris goes to a neighborhood bar to meet with the Old Gentleman’s Brigade that is led by a man who looks just like Jimmy Carter. Maybe he is. BUT OH MY GOSH FORGET FORMER PRESIDENT JIMMY CARTER, CODY IS HERE. CODY THE SWEET, SWEET DUMB DUMB IS THERE TO PHYSICALLY TRAIN HIM. AND THEN THEY PLAY FAKE FIELD OF DREAMS SOUNDTRACK AS CHRIS LOOKS OUT OVER A FIELD OF CORN WITH HIS MOTORCYCLE. He is ready now, more than ever to find love. So he takes off on that sweet, sweet hog that is compensating, surely, FOR NOTHING.

Champagne from plastic flutes is flowing on the red carpet, where we get a quick chat with Sean and Catherine. Catherine is wearing a cape with alternating panels of black silk and tulle because she is queen of my heart. They are adorable, as per ushe.  It’s my great hope that we will one day come to a point wherein we do not discuss their sex life. Someday soon. 

This red carpet is going to eat up a LOT of my time tonight. We talk to Marcus and Lacy who are still on track to be wed this summer. We do find out one key piece of information from them. There will be thirty women instead of the traditional twenty-five. Oh my dear heavens, thank you for the beer I have. Let’s meet some of these women, kay?

First up is Britt, a bubbly waitress from LA who is just trying to find love in a hopeless place. She hikes and is FIT. She didn’t have sex with her last boyfriend, “which is cool because I got to know that I liked him not because of anything like, physical?” I do not care for her, as yet.

Next we see a woman doing back handsprings on the National Mall in Washington D.C. Jillian is a twenty-five year-old news producer. She’s raven haired and in charge. “I lift heavy, and I love it,” she says of her training regimen. Get out of here, Jillian.

Amanda is 24 and from Lake in the Hills, Illinois and is a ballet instructor. TWENTY-FOUR IS TOO YOUNG FOR A THIRTY-THREE YEAR-OLD FARMER. IT’S TOO YOUNG. When a producer asks why she’s still single she immediately responds, “Can I say ‘cause I’m f***ing crazy?...I still live with my parents. I don’t like paying bills. I don’t cook. I hate cleaning.” Remember when I yelled about her being too young for him? Remember how I was so, so right? Never forget that.

And just a hop over from Amanda, is Whitney from Chicago who is a nasal-voiced fertility nurse. She just loves completing people’s families, but is so overwhelmed by the urge to find love. Her dog is WAY too small and her joy is WAY too much for me. But I actually kind of like her for Chris. She is the cinnamon sugar to his steaming pile of oatmeal. We’ll see about you, Whit.

Just for a quick check in, we are twenty minutes into this sucker, and I have screamed into my hands no less than three times. The most recent scream was for Mackenzie who clocks in at a mere twenty-one years but has a son named KALE. HER SON. IS NAMED. KALE. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. HER SON IS NAMED KALE. THAT’S TOO MUCH. WE HAVE GIVEN KALE TOO MUCH POWER. THIS IS HOW THE ALIENS WILL WIN, AND IT ALL STARTS WITH F***ING KALE.

Kale is adorable and has dimples but that does not change the fact that his mother gave him the name of our leafy-green overlord. Mackenzie is going to cry every day she is in that mansion. My patience for her is already expired.

Alissa is another twenty-four year-old flight attendent. They make her pretend to do a pre-flight security check with all these Bachelor puns. Alissa seems basic as hell.

Kelsey is a high school counselor who loves her job, but needs to find love after losing her husband a little over a year ago. He just dropped dead of a heart attack, so that’s my new worst nightmare. She’s strong and great. I hope for good things for her.

Back on the live red carpet, Josh and Andi come to chat about their everyday lives. This red carpet is really more of a corral for the former contestants to hang out and drink before they allow them into the studio. There’s clearly no exit. Hahahahahaha what if a single one of them had ever read Sartre’s “No Exit”???? Can you imagine? Sharlene probably has. So she gets it when I say this show is the epitome of Hell is Other People.

More red carpet nonsense ensues as Nikki Ferrell, the famous ex-paramour of hated Bachelor Juan Pablo. It’s the first time she’s back in the Bachelor Family since the breakup. She talks in circles about what happened the last time she was there for the After the Final Rose Ceremony. I honestly just wish her the best and hope we can just let this all go. Let’s leave the poor woman alone. Please, for all of us.

HOLY S**T. I DON’T CARE ABOUT WHAT NIKKI IS SAYING BECAUSE MY DEAR, SWEET KING OF DIAMONDS AND LIZARDS NEIL LANE IS ON THE RED CARPET CORAL BEHIND HER. WHAT’S HE UP TO? NEIL LANE I LOVE YOU!

I think they were expecting this Nikki interview to shed new light on the Juan Pablo situation and that maybe she would dump on him for being a dog. But she doesn’t do that at all, so it falls flat because it’s a woman trying to defend her choices. Chrarrison really tries to bait her into slandering JP, but I fully respect that she does not give in to that.

After that travesty, we are now inside the famed studio. I think this party is about to get started. I need it to.

The first limo finally arrives. Amanda the ballet teacher describes Chris’ smile as “a panty dropper”. Classy. But very first out the limo is Britt the “waitress” from LA who hugs Chris for so long she CRIES. SHE CRIES. That’s enough Britt. Oh, no it’s not. She leaves a gift with him. It’s a note for a free hug. F*** that. Next is Whitney the Fertility Nurse made of cinnamon sugar. She’s way too enthusiastic, but I don’t know guys, I like her for him.

Then Kelsey that widowed guidance counselor. I guess we’re getting all the pre-screened ladies out the first limo. She is sweet and put together. I really like her.

When Megan, who is, you guessed it, TWENTY-FOUR, comes out of the limo he calls her “blondie” which is not ok with me. Ashley I. is a raven haired beauty who is a freelance journalist. Chris calls her gorgeous.

Second limo is up and Chris playfully knocks on the window. What a joker. Trina is a thirty-three year old special education teacher and she seems sweet for now. Next up, Reegan, a blond woman in a teal dress gets out of the limo holding a red hazmat cooler because she is a donated tissue specialist. Please God, let her pretend that a real human heart is in that cooler. She does. She pretends that. “It’s not real! It’s just a joke,” she giggles. He puts up with the bit reasonably well.

Oh, FOR THE LOVE. Tara is a SPORT FISHING ENTHUSIAST from FLORIDA who is wearing jean shorts, cowboy boots, and a plaid shirt. I JUST CANNOT AND WILL NOT DEAL WITH THIS KIND OF IDIOCY. YOU’RE NOT THAT CHILL, DUDE. JUST PUT ON A DRESS. Sport fishing enthusiast is the kind of “job that not’s a job” title that you might think could go alongside “dog lover”. I have a feeling, however, that Tara will not bring me the kind of droll humor and joy that Kelly did.

Amber is a bartender from Chicago, and I love her dress. But Tara is not quite done with us yet. She tells us how she feels “judged” by the other women, but “they can judge all they want because I can wear a nice cocktail dress like the rest of them”. And she does. She puts on a little black dress. So what’s the point of the whole cowboy boots intro? He’s not going to recognize you? Shut up, Tara.

Nikki is a former NFL cheerleader who is so gorgeous, but during her intro, Tara sneaks around and gets back into the limo and comes back out the limo. Chris recognizes her and says, “You're back! What just happened?” He laughs, but I think he can smell the crazy a mile away.

 With the third limo, the driver is forced to bring a sealed envelope to Chris from one of the ladies. “Chris, please turn away from the limo and close your eyes. Hugs n kisses,” it reads. He obeys. Out the limo pops Amanda the ballet instructor, and she doesn’t let him see her face because of the whole secret admirer trick he pulled last season. Ok.

 Jillian the TV producer is in a slamming red dress, and she talks to him about working out. She doesn’t have a personality outside of fitness, so she is my mortal enemy. Then Mackenzie the twenty-one year-old mom whose son is named KALE is out with her hair just hanging. I swear to you, she is in her prom dress. It’s teal and bedazzled, and I would bet solid money that it’s her prom dress.

Ashley S. is the next out. She is a hairstylist from New York, and her face looks like she drank poison right when she got out of the limo. Her eyes are darting all around. Did she take some kind of opioid? She gives him a lucky penny. Her eyes are the craziest of eyes.

Kaitlyn a 29 year old dance instructor pops up in a short red dress and opens with, “I know you’re a farmer, and you can plow the f*** out of my field any day.” He just laughs and can’t form words because that is DIRECT. And crass. She then worries that he’s not a farmer because he doesn’t react at all because what the hell was that? He giggles nervously through the rest of the exchange. Poor, simple man.

Without the remaining women arrived, Chris walks into the party. There are only fifteen women so far, and it’s a departure from the usual for him to do this. Almost as soon as he walks in, Kaitlyn the dance instructor/aspiring comedian offers to tell a joke to dispel nerves. Chris replies, “Maybe I should talk first and then when I’m done, you can tell a joke.” OOOOOOOOOOOOH SHOTS FIRED, CHRIS. WAY TO STAND UP TO BAD COMEDY! He makes a simple speech about how the women should all relax and just be themselves. Simple man. Then it’s time for Monday night at the Bachelor Imrpov:

“Why did the walrus go to the Tupperware party?...Because he wanted to find a tight seal!” Kaitlyn chirps. The women are mostly horrified by this. I’m not horrified because it’s crass. I’m horrified because it is from a joke book and is TERRIBLE COMEDY. Megan, a makeup artist, admits to not getting it. At least she’s being true to herself.

While all the women go right back to freaking out about where the other women are, Chris takes Britt aside to talk to her. She really made an impression on him with her crying hug and note for one free hug. So that’s Chris’ taste in women you guys: Thirst.  He really likes her, to the point where they almost kiss.

Chris gets to know some ladies while the other women continue to freak out about where the other women are. I cannot stress enough how much they are freaking out. And just when things are about to reach a head, Chrarrison comes in to drop off the first impression rose. All hell breaks loose.

But before any of that gets resolved, Chris has to solve the mystery of the Secret Admirer. He deduces pretty quickly that it’s Amanda Ballet, and they sit down to chat. Her eyes are the size of tea saucers and they are filled with madness. They talk about Chicago suburbs. Romance.

Chrarrison arrives to steal Chris away to meet the next few limos of women, because, surprise, there are more women. The current women panic.

In the studio audience, we talk to an ill-prepared Clare who has absolutely no light to shed on the situation. And Michelle Money has been there the whole time, and I just want to chat with her. Michelle is the best.

The first girl from the second set of limos is named Samantha. Her arrival is overshadowed by the madness of the women who arrived first already being possessive and psycho about Chris. Michelle, a wedding cake decorator, is in a hein-hein-heinous dress. Juelia spells her name like an idiot. Becca is pretty and in world’s shortest black sequined dress. She takes Chris’ breath away. Tandra is an executive assistant who arrives on a motorcycle. Alissa the basic ass flight attendant brings Chris an airplane seatbelt…….She does. And then she shows him how to fasten it. I cannot and will not abide.

Jordan is a TWENTY-FOUR YEAR-OLD student who brings whiskey and is dressed in what looks like blue silk BDSM? I hate it. She seems like a mess. Then a girl comes out in a pig nose because she wants to “ham it up for [him]”. What the what? Why? The girls ALL agree that was a bad idea.

Then we go from the sublime to the ridiculous. Britney is a Floridian, WWE Diva in training wearing what can only be described as a skintight, lace hanky with matching wristlets.  THEN, Carly a cruise ship singer (oh, Carly) comes out holding a tiny pink speaker and microphone and starts singing “My name is Carly, it’s nice to meet you”. The feedback is bad and it’s so embarrassing. I’m embarrassed for her. It’s upsetting.

The FINAL limo has mercifully arrived. The first girl out is a fourth grade teacher who seems nice. Then we meet BO. Bo is a plus size model. And I want to love Bo with everything that I am because for the first time maybe ever there is someone over a size six in that house. But why is her name BO? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE EVER SO SLIGHTLY MASCULINE? DAMNIT, BO. YOU SPEAK FOR THE TREES.

Guys. There are still more women trucked out, still more ding-dong women. I’ll just tell you about the last woman named Jade who is a twenty-eight year-old cosmetics developer wearing a figure skating costume. It’s not literally a figure skating costume, but with the slightest of ease could be turned into one. The top is all nude illusion netting and the only thing covering her boobs are crystals. Inappropriate. Go do a triple salchow and fall on it, Jade.

HOW ARE WE NOT DONE YET? I’VE BEEN WATCHING THIS SHOW FOR SO LONG, AND WE’RE JUST OVER HALF WAY THERE.

But all the women are here, so the circus can now truly begin.

Kaitlyn the Crass Dance Instructor teaches him to dance. Chris is impressed by her, but Kaitlyn firmly sucks. Then the “stealing” begins with the pressure mounting more and more for each woman to have time to talk one-on-one with Chris.

Chris is so overwhelmed with wonderful women that he says, and I quote, “I wish I was a polygamist right now.” Cool, cool, cool. Very cool. Very chill. I am ok with that 100% because it is way too early in this show for me to rage out about gender roles. So that’s cool, cool, cool.

“Every person you meet, is like an onion. You cut them, and when you cut them, you peel them back. You peel them back layer by layer,” Ashley S. the drugged out coo-koo bird explains to camera as we see her wandering the complex looking for Chris. When she finds him, she interrupts him to blather on about feeling like she didn’t get her time with him all while holding a yellow rose from the garden.  Chris laughs trying to get control of the situation, but can’t seem to. Her eyes are very intense, and she is talking so bananas, that I am sure she has taken too many Quaaludes. Megan tries to interrupt just as Ashley S. slurs to Chris that she wants to ride a horse through a field of sunflowers.

Then we cut to Ashley S. demanding that the cameras take a good look at what she considers to be an onion in full bloom.  She is demanding they look. She is convinced it’s an onion, and you can hear the producer encourage her to go take a look. “Let’s check it out,” he says. And she stumbles over saying “I mean, if it’s a pomegranate, God bless it.”

Y’all, it turns out to be a pomegranate, and y’all, she picks it. “Wow,” she gasps, “I feel powerful.” 

More and more women get drunk as more and more women talk to Chris and give him great first impressions. He’s met most of them, and now feels comfortable to pick up the first impression rose that is BROKE. ASS. It is bent and the petals are falling off and it is broke ass. But he brings that broke ass rose to Britt because obviously he does.

He is really into her and her exuberance. He kisses her. Wow Chris is not pulling ANY punches. He is kissing on the first night. You could tell he really wanted to before, and he just went for it.

As they come back into the house on the highest of highs, the women in the room look like they could murder. Chris is then pulled away to start making his decisions on whom stays and whom goes on this very first night.

Chris begins the rose ceremony by thanking all the women for being there and then jumps right in to call out:

 Kaitlyn the Crass Dancer

Jade

Amanda,  maybe, I thought he said Pimento so Amanda is my best guess

Ashley I.

Tandra

Nikki

Kelsey

Megan

Alissa

Amber

Juelia

Becca

Trina

 Tara the redneck is bumbling and bobbling this whole time. She is clacking in her heels and almost falls over at one point. And after Chris calls Trina’s name, he takes a pregnant pause, then walks away. He talks to Chrarrison about Tara and what he should do about her. He wanted to give her a rose but second guesses due to her current state. Chrarrs just tells him to follow his heart. I’m sure the producers sneak in there to give their two cents. And we are right back to giving out roses.

 Mackenzie

Tracey

Tara then gets called. All the women are super upset. Tara looks like she might boof.

Jordan the hot mess student.

Jillian

Whitney

Carly

And the final rose of the night goes to Ashley S. who has a really good chance of being fully addicted to pills.

I know the producers have a lot of sway in whom he chooses for dramatic purposes, but honestly, I’m pretty disappointed that he picked the three hot-mess drunks who were crazy.  As the discarded girls leave the mansion to talk to the cameras, you can see that the sun has come back up. It is dawn.  That’s how long that cocktail party was. All. Night. Long. That’s rough stuff for the ones who were heavily drinking and rough stuff for the ones who didn’t and know have to just go home after being awake for twenty-four hours for nothing. The women takes turns crying about why he had to pick drunks instead of wonderful women like them.

And then Kimberly who was rejected and didn’t get a rose, turns around from her interview and walks right back into the mansion to talk to Chris. We don’t get to find out what happens with that until NEXT week. 

Which is when I will see all of you lovelies next. I am so excited to be back on this Journey with you guys. I took a step away from regularly updating my blog for a while, and nothing short of The Bachelor could bring me back. So thanks for that! Recaps go up on Wednesdays, so until then, keep in touch. Follow me on Twitter @chasspod, and the Ask box is always open!

Well, the world has done it again. Without my asking or searching, it has delivered a magnificently joyous piece of Sesame Street-ery right into my lap. It's the Roots + Jimmy Fallon + Your favorite Sesame Street Monsters and Giant Birds + pure delight.

Please note - Quest Love picking his red monster friends fur right at the beginning.

PS - I really swear this won't become a Sesame Street/Muppets exclusive blog but they have just been on top of their PR game of late!