//GUILTY PLEASURES//
They feel so good, and yet feel so bad:
1. TV show “Extreme Makeover”
Hate to see people risk their lives for the sake of appearance, but have you seen the “before” pictures? My word! Some cases just might be justified. Seeing the physical transformation, and how it helps transform a once downtrodden spirit ... well, it’s magic.
2. Singing along to Boston’s Greatest Hits
Yeah, cheesey guitar-driven arena rock at its pinnacle. Almost wish the Petite Filet’s name was “Amanda” (or that I knew any Amanda’s worth singing about) to make that song mean so much more while I’m belting it out on the drive home. Then I realized “Amanda” can be easily modified to be a song about potty training. It will come in handy in a few years with the Cutlet, I’m sure.
3. Cheap beer
Low-carb diet? Yeah, right! Normally such an infraction would necessitate doing it right. Something premium. Something microbrewed. Something exotic. A beer you can chew. But screw that! I want a Miller High Life with my (also guiltily consumed on occasion) hamburger. Gimme a Pabst with that pizza! How about a Busch with my taco? How about some Old Milwaukee with that ham sandwich? Touchdown! Goal! Swish! Boo-ya! (Saying the ever-annoying “boo-ya” every now and then is also a guilty pleasure).
4. Using the handicapped stall in the men’s room.
It’s freakin’ huge in there, almost as big as my office. If not for the environmental perils of hanging out in the restroom, I’d move in full-time. Got space for a big-screen TV and a comfy Barcalounger. Our cafeteria is right around the corner, so it’s but a short hop to pop popcorn in the microwave and grab a cold beverage. None of my male co-workers NEED the larger stall. And if there is a visitor who needs it, by all means, I’m willing to share. But he can’t have my remote!
5. Blogging.
It all started with Solitaire. Then I graduated to a low-res version of Pac-Man. Then it was Hoyle’s Boardgames. Finally, I was awarded Internet access at work, and my game-playing days ended. I surfed around, looking up cool stuff and actually got some work done using the Web. Don’t remember how it happened, but I stumbled into the blogging world by accident. Found myself on someone’s personal site, enjoyed it, left silly comments and clicked through the listed links. It was soon apparent that a living, breathing community had been built online, and its members span the globe. And I wanted in, baby!
What are some of your guilty pleasures? How did you first find the Blogisphere?
Have a great day! And try to get at least a little bit of work done.
