Only the best yogurt in the world.

I just have to take a moment to plug one of my favorite things (just call me Oprah!); FAGE Total Greek Yogurt. I am a BzzAgent and am part of a campaign where I received coupons for FREE yogurt. While that was cool, I would have purchased it anyway.

This stuff is amazing! I use it at breakfast (just had it today with pineapple), lunch and dinner (making fish tacos tonight and I use FAGE in place of mayonnaise for my chipotle aioli). It's tangy and delicious, and had I known they've been making it since 1926, I would have started eating it a LOT earlier!!!

Free Socks! Am I in Heaven?

I was planning on writing this post with my feet as an experiment, but then I got invited to the G® Collection Bzz Campaign through BzzAgent, and now they're comfortably clad in these nifty socks, rendering the, um, feat, impossible. As proof, here's my attempt:

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See? It makes no sense.

Back to the socks. True, part of the allure is that I got them free, but I honestly will purchase these next time I need new socks. Very comfortable. There. That's the end of the commercial.

Good Thing I'm Not Superstitious

It's probably not a good sign when your wedding cake topper mysteriously falls off a shelf. It's probably a worse sign (for me anyway) that the groom's head was reduced to a pile of dust...

I'm Not a Chef, but...

...I think I may have overcooked the zucchini.

Seen Around Town X

I guess my only question would be... do you guys happen to sell ukuleles?

Seen Around Town IX

Amusing sign written in the bathroom in a restaurant in London...

Shuttlecocks and Broken Guitars

...while that may sound like the title of a Hank Williams song (and it just might be; I'm not really all that familiar with his work), it's really just a partial list of things I've found in my lawn over the years. Other items include safety goggles, a 12-inch bread knife, circuit boards and an alligator tie tack — not to mention the obligatory soccer balls, gloves and miscellaneous garbage everybody ends up with. I would love to be one of those creepy neighborhood watch guys that have 24-hour surveillance videos of their properties so I could see the whole story behind these findings, but until I get old and nasty enough to be able to yell "Get off my lawn" to the neighborhood kids, I'll just have to settle for having these pictures to show you:

Artistic Statement of the Day XIII

I shot this in Paris; thought it was an interesting juxtapositioning of new and old...