Valentine's X's & O's

Well, here it is one day before Valentine’s Day, but a full two days AFTER our Valentine’s Show.  Once again, our fans are the greatest, showing up to pack the place again, and bringing many Bat Virgins to laugh at the jokes that the loyals have heard a few times….okay, more than a few times.  Melanie tried a new idea: passing out cards to early audience members for them to write the specified item or part of speech (noun, verb, adverb, body part, etc) to be used to complete a Party Girl Mad Lib. Hilarity was supposed to ensue when she read the completed Mad Lib in the second set.  Result:  it tanked.  People seemed to get the gist of how the completed Mad Lib might turn out, and the nouns tended to be, uh, shall we say… naughty.  The one “body part” asked for came back as one of the two we cannot print due to our incredible sense of modesty (it started with “p” and ended with “s” and in between it had the letters “eni”.  That’s all we can say.)  Anyway, the hands-down winner for “noun” was the word “tongue depressor” and we may have to write a song in its honor. 

For those of you truly interested, here is the completed Mad Lib.  See if you can guess which words we had to make up backstage:

“It can feel so good to be bad. Do you tend to be more angel or vixen? Take this little quiz and be honest (at least with yourself).

Would you:

1.       Wear a dress with a plunging uvula line to look scrumdillyiscious?

2.       Waterski with Charlie Sheen on a first date?

3.       take office panties from work?

4.       Spread ticklish rumors about your friends?

5.       Return the leather tongue depressor you found in the ladies bidet at the club?

6.       Drink like an aardvark?

7.       Light up a/an hippopotamus even though you know it’s exponentially dangerous?

8.       Bump into a parked dirigible and leave the scene of the peanut butter?

If you answered mostly yes, you are definitely a bad spy.”
Unfortunately, not a laugh riot after all. Except the part about the tongue depressor.  We love that one.

That’s all for now!  Love you all!  XOXOXOXO  The Bats.

ChrismaCat & HannuKat

Good morning, Batties!  Our holiday fun started with this simple photo that Missy found:

 It really got us in the holiday spirit! 

Well, we had a total, absolute blast last night at our 2010 Holiday Sweater Smackdown at Natasha's.  We spontaneously came up with the categories, including Marianne's brand-new, long-overdue, perfectly obvious "WTF?"category.  See what we mean?

The audience couldn't even pick a winner; it was a tie between these two wonderful participants.  Ms. Reindeer Antlers was throwing on random items handed to her as she walked up to the stage to compete.  We suspect Ms. Boa Constrictor also improvised her "sweater" right before she came up, too, and that's just the Battitude we're looking for!

    Now, some of the Bats participated in the dress-up with gusto:

  But one Bat slyly refused to be tacky.  

And she even brought the sweaters for the rest of us!  

Still, we had a fantastic evening, joined by our fabulous friends in the audience.

Thank you all for helping us have another great year!

May we ALL have a great new year, one that includes jobs, wine, new shoes, music, Glee, flu shots, wine tastings, Groupons, tiaras, aerobics class, family, dogs and cats, canoe trips, flash mobs, lite beer, no more election ads, world peace, electric cars, family, really soft sweaters, a good night's sleep, and an appearance on The Ellen Show.  (Yes, an appearance on the The Ellen Show most of all!)

A Sale at McDonald's

So here is where my problem really started:  I had finished my workout at the gym, dressed in a tank top that revealed my very-well toned arms, when I stopped by McD’s for a coffee. I had been in that particular restaurant many times and I knew the price of a large coffee:  $1.26.  But that day, when I ordered, the darling little girl behind the cash register said, “That will be fifty cents”.  Hmmm, I thought. “Oh, there must be a sale” I chirped.  She replied, “No, mam, it’s a senior coffee.”

Are you kidding me? I do NOT lookover 55.  Or even 50. (I was 53)

That’s when I stomped out, got in my car, and sped off, with that damn senior coffee on top of my car.

This is how we say hello!

Raise a little glass of merlot and join us as we start our blog!  A tad late to the game, we know, but that's just how we've been rolling (we've been trying not to spill our senior coffees...) So, there are 8 of us in the band, 8 distinct personalities, 8 distinct opionions on everything, meaning you'll have 8 times the fun reading what's on our slightly-addled minds everyday!  Melanie's opinions will most likely be sanitized for your protection; Craig hints that he's got some pop trivia tidbits to pass along; Marianne is the wicked wit of the bunch; Harold, the quiet Bat, has some alter egos that may well make some appearances; Marilyn has words, lots of words (really, lots!); Susan always surprises with sparkling jokes (no pressure, Susan); and Missy, the author of our glorious Batgrams and the most daring of the bunch, will certainly entertain with her incredible imagination. Jim, our stunt guitarist, saves his zingers for when we really, really need them.

So visit often to see who's writing what, and get your daily dose of Bat Charm! (Okay, it's really Bat "droppings", but "charm" just sounds so much nicer!)