Guilty pleasures

Tia and I were unwinding last night and watching Daisy of Love. Now, I am not going to say that it is my proudest viewing moment, but it is not the worst television trash that I have subjected my brain cells to. It is junk food for the brain pure and simple. With that, I thought I would delve into other guilty pleasures.

Andrew Zimmerman: What won't he eat........actually what won't he eat with a smile on his face? The man has iron fortitude and I love watching him merrily masticate things that would elicit gastrointestinal revolt in most of us. Kudos mister Zimmerman.

Daisy of Love: As plastic as a barbie with as many tattoos as Kat Von D being vied for by guys with names like 12 pack and Sinister. Yet, somehow more realistic than the much more refined Bachelor/Bachelorette shows because the chase for fame is so blatant and the chase for love so comical. If you are going to pretend that these type of shows yield anything, at least pretend in vibrant technicolor I say.

Sweet Tea: In a world where tea yields so much goodness in the way of antioxidants, the south has figured out a way to chase that dragon and make it a near confection. I adore them for it. Is there anything better with BBQ or on a hot summer's day? I dare say not.

Asian food: When I was younger I would have said pizza, but now it is Asian food in most of its forms. Whether the fresh herbs and savory pork of my favorite Vietnamese dishes, a quite nosh of sushi on a go round, or a thai curry with just enough kick to get your nose running, I am hopelessly addicted.

Dresden Files Books: Like romance novels to the 60 plus set, these are to the geek at heart crowd: escapist trash. But, escapist trash with flare enough to stick with the adventures. Kudos also to the series the Hollows for the same.

Happy Hour: cheap food and slightly less expensive than normal drinks. Throw in a patio and friends. Nuff said.

I could go on and on, but then I would never post this and I have already been an absentee father for my blog.

Not much else to add on the personal front. No house. No job changes. No new pets. No babies. Got a swell new netbook though :)

Later taters.