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A bouquet of rods for you on this, National Pretzel Day.

They are Rold Gold — only the best will do.


If people who prefer candy and chocolate have a sweet tooth


What do you call it when you prefer salty snacks?

I’m a chips/nuts/pretzels kinda gal — no contest.  So what body part is assigned to that?

This is very important.

Gone fishin’

I woke up this morning with a powerful craving…

Goldfish crackers

I’m not sure what prompted it, but it’s here.  And I have no choice but to satisfy it.  The question is —

Will one goldfish cracker do the trick?

Uh, no.

Instead, I must consider…

This many.

Seems prudent, seems sensible.  But I wonder if a handful of goldfish crackers will satisfy my craving…or just piss it off?

Make it angrier?

You don’t want to mess with an awesome craving…especially for salty, cheesy goodness that is the goldfish.

Oh yeah.

That’s more like it.

Here, fishy fishy.

Color wheel

Eric Stonestreet, aka Cam on Modern Family, tweeted just this morning:

Can’t take your road rage seriously, mr. yellow car driver man.

He left the details to our imagination — dangerous in and of itself — but he brings up an interesting point:

Do we assign character traits to drivers based on the color of their cars?

Studies show that red cars get more tickets, so apparently police officers believe these drivers are inherently up to no good.  They watch them closer, and the tickets follow.

But what of the other car colors?

Eric didn’t take the enraged driver seriously because his car was yellow. I have personally shook my head in wonder at bright orange vehicles — not that I don’t love the color in my salty snacks and diet soda and an occasional saucy top or two —

But to drive it down the street every day?  Even I have some dignity.

What car colors do you consider taboo?  Share in the comments section and perhaps save a reader from making an expensive mistake at the dealership.

This. Very. Day.

Snack attack

I love salt.  Salt loves me.  But is it a healthy relationship?


Turns out many of the salty snacks that I enjoy — and have previously eaten with a side of guilt — actually help lower cholesterol.

What the wha?

Quaker Oats waxes poetic about the cholesterol-reducing benefits of their oatmeal, but I have never seen a Frito Lay ad promote pretzels’ power — but they do the very same thing!

So do nuts and popcorn (sans oil and butter) and homemade potato chips!

And to think I have given the statin I take all the credit for my lowered cholesterol.  Turns out my addiction to salty snacks may have helped just as much.

Okay, maybe not as much…but I sure enjoyed them more.

Fruit and hummus, two foods I eat several times a week, also help lower cholesterol.  Who knew?  I sure didn’t.

Actually, now that I read the list, I’m wondering why I have high cholesterol at all.  It’s certainly not from my diet.  I eat all kinds of foods that help keep my numbers down.

Oh right — I inherited it.  I’d rather have money.

Orange fingers

Cheetos are my favorite salty snack.  But a method of attack?

I hadn’t realized their potential.

A student at Jefferson High School in Lafayette, Indiana threw a bag of Cheetos at the assistant principal outside the library on Monday just before classes began.

When the administrator summoned the student to his office, the teenager refused, attacking him instead. “Cheetos went flying everywhere,” Superintendent Ed Eiler said.

The student was arrested by police and is suspended from school pending internal review.

Now, you can shake your head at several aspects of this story.  The student’s lack of respect for authority.  The fact that police had to get involved in school discipline.  But all I can think is…

What a horrifying waste of Cheetos.

One more time

Is there ever too much of a good thing?

I say ‘yes’ when it comes to food.  I’ve definitely eaten too many Cheetos in one sitting, and they are pretty much my favorite thing in the world.  Same goes with candy.  Too many Hot Tamales or Milk Duds or Whoppers at one time, and it can turn me off of them for, gosh, almost a week.

And I think we all know that too much of the demon brew can turn on you with painful results in less than 24 hours.

But can you ever watch a really good movie too many times?

I say a loud, resounding ‘no.’

And I’m not talking about the often dark, depressing Oscar winners.  Films like “Million Dollar Baby” and “The English Patient” — while very deserving of the award — are just too painful to sit through the second time around.

No, I mean the “B level” films — the ones made without awards in mind.  They simply entertain the audience with a great story…those films I can watch again and again and again.

And I have.

This morning, for instance, I watched “The Rookie” with Dennis Quaid for the umpteenth time…and cried for the umpteenth time.  I have “Sense and Sensibility” and “Pride and Prejudice” (the Knightley/MacFadyen version) saved on my DVR for lunch time viewing.  I can watch “Just Friends,” “Notting Hill,” “The Namesake,” “The Princess Bride,” and “Elf”  — just to name a few — time and time again, and they just keep getting better.

And no hangover — bonus.