Guilty pleasure #13

Pop 08 - Movies & TV

Best movies:
The Dark Knight
Slumdog Millionaire

Most addictive TV shows:
Gossip Girl
Parking Wars
CSI: Miami reruns
Yo Gabba Gabba!
Dirty Sexy Money

Biggest TV disappointments:
It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia
90210

Guilty pleasure #12

This isn't new but I just love it.

Pop 08 - Tunes

Along with millions of other people, I'm throwing my two cents in about the best pop culture from 2008. Only when I say pop culture, I'm referring to the syrup-y sweet, superficially bad for you pop that keeps USA Today and VH1 in business.

Tunes, part one...

Best Brit import (TIE): Estelle "American Boy" and Duffy "Mercy"

Best break-up song: Leona Lewis "Better in Time"

Most overplayed song that you just can't get out of your head: T.I. "Whatever You Like"

Best dance song (TIE): Britney Spears "Womanizer" and Beyonce "Single Ladies" and Neyo "Closer"

Guilty pleasure #11

I saw him play in LA a year and a half ago and was hooked, so it's not a guilty pleasure so much as just a regular pleasure.

I can't stop eating

I don't even want to keep eating these ridiculously delicious Kudos bars. I really want a giant steak and mashed potato dinner, or maybe a delicious plate of Thai food.
I read that sometimes when you think you're hungry you're really just thirsty, but I've been drinking water like it's my job. So I thought maybe I really wanted a Diet Coke, but the vending machine was out of it, along with Diet Mountain Dew and (yuck) Diet Pepsi.


And there's no steak or Thai food in the office that I know of, so I'll just keep wolfing down these amazing Kudos bars. Did I mention they're delicious? They really are. Even the Snickers ones.

Oh man, I literally can't stop eating. I'll have to be forklifted out of my desk before long. Even worse, I'll go on my "staycation" for two weeks and do nothing but sit on my couch and eat. Not only will I be alone on Christmas but I'll have to ring in the New Year by holding a bell and rolling myself down the hall.

Man, that's cold

Yesterday it was 50 degrees.
This morning with the wind chill it's -10.

Lesson learned

No matter how much you or the people around you are drinking, a camera will always be sober. So when you don't remember all the details, just know that your camera will be the asshole friend who reminds you.

I love everything about this

Yo Gabba Gabba saved my life

Ok, that's not true. But it is an amazing show. I have to credit Joel McHale for introducing me to it. About a week ago, Pat and I were watching an episode of "The Soup" when a Yo Gabba Gabba clip aired. What was this crazy show, we wondered. We searched for the next episode to queue up on the ol' DVR. Was it worth more than the 15 seconds of time "The Soup" gave it?

It's as if Pat and I were born to be Yo Gabba Gabba's oldest single/childless evangelists. Ok, that sounds creepy. But according to Nick Jr. the show is aimed at the 1+ age group, and we certainly qualify. So what's creepy about a couple of adults enjoying some quality television with bright colors, fun characters, kooky dancing, catchy tunes, and a positive moral message? Not a thing, I say. Plus, the very first episode we saw (we've since gotten about a dozen more)had music from Of Montreal and DataRock. What 1-year old is going to appreciate that?

And having the "wiggle, wiggle baby teeth" song stuck in my head for several days really isn't so bad.

Crowd control

I rarely fly on Thanksgiving weekend mostly because travelers are just asking for trouble - delayed and canceled flights, inflated ticket prices, screaming babies, general hellishness...

Last night I ventured to one of America's craziest airports to pick up my roommate. Not surprisingly, his flight was delayed 3 hours and it started snowing once I got there. While I waited and watched the hundreds of passengers shuffling around, I started to remember some of my pet peeves about people in crowded public places.

- If I am standing with my feet hip width apart and have at least five feet of clearance all around me, there is no reason anyone should step on my toes or jostle into me. I don't take up much space, so respect my bubble. It's not my fault that you can't control your feet, or your overstuffed luggage limits your turning radius, or your unnecessary assortment of pillows, jackets and blankets have tripled your normal circumference.

- Do not stop immediately after passing through a doorway to get your bearings. The 700 people behind you are fully justified in shoving you for your stupidity and thoughtlessness. Make sure you are clear of the door and other traffic - at the very least step to the side! - before making a full stop to stare stupidly around you.

- Congratulations for walking through a crowd without hip-checking or tripping anyone. Now how about doing something about those unruly children of yours who are running amok, wreaking havoc and generally making people miserable. You would think this only applies to toddlers, but surprisingly, it also applies to children in their teens who have apparently only been loose in open fields and are allowed to stumble and dart around like a rabid horse.