Foodies, according to Wikipedia, are “…amateurs who simply love food for consumption, study, preparation, and news.”. I have, in my many years on this planet, made many decisions which I have put me somewhere in the Foodie realm. I love shopping at stores like William Sonoma, Bed Bath & Beyond or anywhere that has utensils and appliancers for your cookery. I like to cook. I love watching Giada DeLaurentis slink about the screen and I can stay glued to the Food Network for days on end. With all of this going for me, why is it that I almost always make the worst decisions for what I feed myself?? I give you the following examples:

Ugh. If I was on Survivor all the other contestants would be eating leaves and animals while I’d be off in a corner trying to cook a rock.

I don’t know why I do this. Maybe I’m a slave to the packaging. Maybe I’m yearning to be a 7 year old kid watching Saturday morning cartoons with my box of Cap’n Crunch. All I know is that at the ripe old age of…uh…ancient I thought I’d be sitting around eating finer foods in restaurants that serve meals which cost more than my car. Instead, I succumb to some marketing person and evil food genius concoctions. It has gotten to the point where I really enjoy reading blogs like the Junk Food Blog, Junk Food News and Strange New Products so that I can see what horrible goodness is on the horizon.

My wife even helps me along. She’s the one that bought me the Strawberry Milkshake Oreos. You know who I feel sorry for the most? Good ol’ Clare. Poor Clare. She’s the one person that would always listen to me bemoan the fact that I’m an idiot for eating like this and both reprimand me and cheer me on at the same time. I just can’t resist myself when it comes to food like this, just like she can’t resist making bad decisions about boyfriends. It looks bad. Puzzy must have.

Ah well. Next stop: Feederism.

BTW, has anyone else noticed this?

The old Leprechaun from Lucky Charms. Oh, he looks so happy!

The New Improved Demon Worshipping Leprechaun. The lighting on his face freaks me out.