I heart my camera

I bought a Canon Rebel EOS T1i this weekend and I'm in love with it. Seriously in love with it. I had a dream about it last night. I have yet to figure out all the wonderfulness it can do, but I already know it's pretty awesome. I realize talking about my digital camera makes me a full on geeky tool but I don't care. I heart you camera.

TV you have failed me

It used to be safe to turn on the TV. The worst reality show you could accidentally end up watching (and hating yourself for it later) would be Survivor or the Bachelor. But things have changed thanks to MTV. Because of some "genius" at MTV the world now knows of the horror that is the Jersey Shore and those lovely individuals that flock to it during the summer time. For those living on the East Coast the Jersey Shore is that creepy perverted uncle that you purposely don't invite to social occasions because you want no one you know to know you are in any way associated to him.

Well now its gotten worse, oh yea it gets worse than Jersey Shore, its called Cape Cod in the summer infested with Boston "Mass-holes." The people at TruTV are putting a show together called "Wicked Summah." Here are a few reasons to hate this show and avoid it at all costs:

1. The accent is horrible, after you hear wicked used every other word in a sentence you'll wish you were deaf.

2. The clothes are horrendous. Grown men wearing pink J.Crew pants with lobsters on them, enough said.

3. Their belief that the Red Sox are gods and the religious-cult like way in which they follow them.

4. How every guy believes they are god's gift to women and you should feel honored to have them invade your personal space and grope you uninvited.

5. How said guy gets completely pissed off and wants to fight you when you tell them you'd rather lick a NYC sidewalk then spend two more seconds around them.

6. Did I mention the accent?

Dear Dunkin Donuts

Thank you so much for being in Terminal A in the Atlanta airport. As I walked toward the sign at 5:30am I let out a slight whimper of joy at seeing your glowing letters. Exhaustion was about to take hold of me, but you saved me. I also want to congratulate you on adding delicious food to your menu. The egg and cheese on an English Muffin and hash browns were excellent sidekicks to my perfectly brewed hazelnut coffee. I love you.

My Morning Drive

And this was the car that was in front of me this morning. I don't really know what else to say except "I'm on the hunt I'm after you, Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd. And I'm hungry like a wolf"

Sooooo good

There is a place in my hometown called Nekos, its makes the absolute best chocolate and candy ever. They carry on the tradition of making the candy the old fashioned way with molds that are over a 100 years old. Now that I live out of state my mom (best mom ever) sends me a package every Easter with Nekos jelly beans and a chocolate bunny. I only like the jelly beans from Nekos and I scarf those puppies down so fast I usually make myself sick, but its totally worth it. The bunny on the other hand I savor. The chocolate is so delicious it is like sex in your mouth. Not just any sex, really really good sex. The kind of sex where its all about you, where you take all and give very little, that kind of sex. You know what I'm talking about.

Why I love John Butler

I have been lucky enough to see John Butler perform his song Ocean twice. As a musician he has always amazed me but witnessing him captivate an audience for 10 mins or more just by playing a guitar and stomp box is truly unbelievable.