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Pretty please...

...watch the Presidential Debates tonight.

Even if you've never watched them before, think they are going to be boring as all hell, or if you think your vote doesn't count...just please, pretty please, watch them tonight.

This is a life changing election...this is not a normal, run of the mill, standard white guy election.  History is in the making...get in on it now.

For all of those who think your vote doesn't count (like I did a few years back) I promise you, this time it does.  I'm watching tonight even though I already have my candidate all picked out and I'm ready to vote right this second.  I'm watching so that I can make a more rational argument when people say they are voting for McCain...something other than, "He sucks ass! Durrrr!"

So clear your schedule, set your Tivo...this can't wait...and I guarantee that it's more important than whatever is rerunning on Bravo.

Whaattt? Seriously?

Have you all seen this?

Joel and I were sitting on the couch, watching Project Runway when that little gem appeared on our television screen.  I can't believe it isn't all over the blogosphere yet...

Are these people serious?  This whole commercial (and the website http://sweetsurprise.com/) seems to be a bit familiar...like tobacco company familiar.  Fine in moderation?  Seems like you can't read any label without high fructose corn syrup being at the top of the list...it's everywhere.  The only way to avoid the crap is by buying whole, natural food products and making things from scratch.

Americans eat more corn and more corn by-products than any other group of people in the world.  We also are the fattest and most disease ridden...and those numbers have only been skyrocketing in the last fifty years or so...right around the time that we started to chemicalize the shit out of our food.

I'll be totally honest here...my household isn't going to win any awards or be the poster family for healthy eating.  I love fried high fructose corn syrup covered in trans fat, sautéed in MSG, and then sprinkled with red dye #40 just as much as the next girl...but intuitively...I know this isn't the stuff I should be shoveling into my loved ones.

So then how can I get snarky about this ad without coming off as a complete hypocrite?  Because anytime a group of people get together and try to lull me into some ridiculous false sense of security over a product that you'd have to be a complete idiot not to know isn't good for you...it gets my knickers in a complete twist. Plus, that woman is serving the cheapest, shittiest, generic knock-off brand of Kool-Aid ever...and that's just damn un-American.

What do you think of this campaign?  Are you running out to the store to stock up on high fructose corn syrup?  Or are you equally appalled?

We haven't got a clue.

Me: I think I'm starting to develop a bit of a crush on Steve.

Joel: Is it the green striped shirt?  The pleated khakis?  His musical range?  His love of animals?

Me: I'm not sure...I think I really just want to show him my Blue's Clues.

Joel: I don't even know what that means.

Me: Me neither...

...

Me: But he certainly wouldn't be able to do the Mail Time dance for at least a few weeks after.