I don't really feel like saying any more that I hate high-waisted Grandpa-pouch-inducing formal shorts, self-made vanity-logo bling, and -- increasingly -- wee little girlie neckties. It's been said. A lot. By us. Our faces are turning blue from the effort.
So instead, I'll say this: All of a sudden, I have THE most potent craving for those deliciously cruncy little Bugles corn snacks. I can't imagine why.
