Okay so all the bragging you've been doing about our nice weather has come back to bite us in the arse. Clearly. We had a thirty degree thanksgiving this weekend, and you pranced around in your shorts and emailed friends to tell them how warm it was, and oh isn't global warming just such a gas!! haha. shuttup. it's fucking cold and wet now thanks to you.
bastards.
I want to share with you some things that I enjoy, somewhat guiltily. Everyone has them, things you love even though you shouldn't. This which are too butch, or not butch enough, too young, too old, too trashy, too pretentious, too dangerous or too childish to match the image you portray to the world. Here are mine.
1. Rain. It's raining now, it still hasn't started to turn chilly yet here in Toronto. But you can kind of smell it in the air. My guilty pleasure is that I love it. I love the smell and feel of fall rain.
2. Jack Higgins. He's an author of the spy/WWII variety. To call his characters cardboard would suggest a depth - by way of corrugation - that they simply don't possess. I can buy one of his books and read it in about a 3 hour sitting. And for that three hours, I'm in heaven.
3. Pork Rinds. Salty, crunchy, and so completely morally, ethically and nutritionally wrong and bad.
4. Soccer shorts (on cute guys). Use your imagination on this one, and ponder the flimsiness of the material.
5. Evangelical TV preachers. I love the showmanship and pageantry. And if politicians could talk like these guys, people might actually be interested in politics again.
6. Instant Lottery tickets. I know they're a tax on the stupid. Still, the idea of Cash-for-Life or Instant Millions does appeal.
7. Cracking my neck (and back). I am sure it's bad for you. But there are few things more satisfying than twisting and hearing 5 joints pop.
8. Naps. I recently discovered the joy of napping at 2pm with my puppy in the sunshine as it shines in on my bed.
Right, well if you read the blog you'd know that I'm a 38 year old freelance writer with a dog and a husband from Toronto. You'd also know that I've just moved lock, stock and DVD collection, to Hong Kong. Eric, (my loving hubby), Lucky (the Bichon, still in Toronto but soon to be here), and I are starting a new life (for a while anyway) in the sweaty tropics