Three things that confuse me:

1. There are few things I love more than stove popped popcorn, so it's rapidly becoming a nightly routine. My pot is just the right size for one nice sized serving, or two smalls, and I've got the kernel-to-melted-butter ratio down pat. Same with the timing.

There is one matter, however, that continues to confuse me. And that is, what the deal is with "name brand" kernels. How are the Orville Redenbacher's better than the President's Choice's? Why would I pay $3.75 for a bag that would cost me $0.99 at the Bulk Barn, hmm? Can someone shed some secret popcorn light on this for me?

2. Angelique from Rock of Love 2. I'm pretty sure she's never had plastic surgery. Pretty. Sure. I'm not convinced, but I'm pretty sure she's all natural. So I don't understand why someone with this much intelligence and charisma and "wow factor" would go on a show like Rock of Love 2? Now don't get me wrong, Bret Michaels is a real catch. He's a very pretty lady boy, and I envy his high quality weave and the size of his upper lip. But this woman is clearly a really high class hooker. And she could do so much better.

I wonder if Ben Mulroney is single?

3. There are certain traditions that I'm sad to say have gone by the way side--hats and gloves; boys opening doors; dinner dances. In line with this, why have we not started a competitive croquet league? Not only is croquet retro chic (or at least, it will be when we bring it back), but this seems like an easy solution to our missing three pitch team. And I feel like I could kick some serious butters at croquet (if I could get past Poomoblie, who I'm pretty sure would resort to beating me with the mallet in order to win...)