The National Lottie

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Bruce is the boss! That’s who.

Darren talks about the gig here.

Armitage Shank’s gig at The Purdy Kitchen, Dublin on 7th April 2009.

“Didn’t he look familiar though?,” says I.

“Maybe, I don’t know,” says He.

“From the DART?,” says I.

“The Bus?,” says He.

“About town?,” Says I.

“Impulses on Caple Street?,”  Says He.

” Ah, that must be it,” says I.

“So, whadicha thunk?,” says He.

“He seemed lovely” says I. “Not at all like the raving homosexual nut-job he appears to be online.”

Borrowed clothes and last nights make-up are the themes of today.

I would do all sorts of things for a tooth brush right now and the mop has most certainly seen better days but I’ve battled off those pesky unproductive thoughts of going home to a warm shower and my bed and decided to soldier on through.

I think a trip to Boots and Doon-ayes will be in order at some point but for now a large Americano and a bar of Dairy Milk should do the trick.

Whose idea was it to have Paddy’s Day on a Tuesday anyway?

Things I need:

1. A Pink wig (my last one was abused and abandoned- Don’t lend things to friends)

2. Black Lace Madonna Gloves circa 1984

3. Lots of Tulle, black, sparkly, silver

4. A red hat

5. Big feather Eye lashes

6. A Blue long sleeved t-shirt for chopping up 80’s styley

7. Sequinces

8. Polaroid Film

9. A Custard Cream Necklace

10. Blue Eyeshadow

Things I have:

1. Leg Warmers

2. Glitter

3. Big Hair

4. A Polaroid Camera (2 of them)

5. Corset

6. Suspenders

7. French Knickers

8. Purple Tights

9. Bangles

10. Tickets for The Sugar Club Burlesque Ball on 28th and Spring Break on 4th April.

I do love dressing up.

I have never noticed before but Marty Whelan has a serious OCD. In the space of two and a half hours of filming the guest presenter of the Panel must have removed and replaced his glasses over 200 times. I promise this is not an exaggeration. Perhaps over the years his technique of looking supremely interested while also trying to pull of a Magnum PI impersonation has become such a ritual that he doesn’t even notice he’s doing it. But I did. Marty there is medication for this sort of thing.

This weeks episode, third in the series, was guest hosted by Mr. Whelan. I use the term hosted loosely as Neil Delamere did all the heavy lifting. Joined by guests John Drennan of the Sunday Independent (painfully uncomfortable particularly when he called panelist Mairead Farrel “a hearty girl”) and Solicitor Gerald Kean.

I have now decided that I want to be Gerald Kean when I grow up. I mean the man’s 50th Birthday Party was a pre-revolution French aristocrat fancy dress shindig with carriages and dueling. I have much to learn.

Check out the Panel which has now moved to RTE 1 (there really is only one RTE – “RTE 2″ will always be Network 2 to me.) at 10.15pm for much curse evasion.

Halloween is now offically my favourite “holiday”.  Roll on next year.

Many thanks to Niamh & Sinead for sharing photos.

Wii Remote Beats Batman

Transvestite beats Batman

Buxom Wench beats Batman

Couch Beats Batman

Would you like to ride with Batman?

Quotes of the Night:

“Is that a truncheon in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“That woman is hostile. She’s like an Iraqi army base”

“Ich liebe dich”

“Epic fail”