Monthly Archives: April 2012
I make no apologies for the things I like. I don’t believe in guilty pleasures. You should never feel bad for liking the things that other people think are weird or stupid or lame. People calling things guilty pleasures implies that you are supposed to feel remorse or that there is some fault in finding pleasure in something that makes you happy. Disagree. Stand up and be proud of what you enjoy, folks.
With that, here is my recent not-so-guilty pleasure song that I can’t stop listening to…
Someone today told me that they are embarrased for me that I like this song. WHAT? This song is fabulous. And yes, a little overdone in marching band circles. But I love it. Don’t be an elitist. Embrace the silly things you like, my friends.
There was definitely something ‘off’ about the butter.
She could tell even before she unwrapped it from the cloudy paper encasing it. At some point during its stay in the overstocked fridge, the butter had turned to a light jaundiced brown color and was emanating a sour sulfur-ish smell. As she pulled the wrapping off of the stick, she could feel the foul grease seeping into her fingertips.
For a moment, she debated whether it was still usable. After all, the Visitors would probably be exhausted and likely wouldn’t be interested in tasting anything more than strong whiskey like most other evenings. She even thought briefly about skipping the butter completely, but as an honest woman, she felt that would be cheating somehow.
It didn’t really matter, though. It was her duty to present the Visitors with an assortment of homemade delicacies before every sunset, as stated in the contract. And she was a faithful servant.