Okay, so if you follow this blog you know I am something of a snob, I look down my nose at "lowbrow" humor, and I use way too many $5 words when a nickel word would do.
So I really don't fit into the general demographics of the audience of the show I am posting about today, but I LOVE IT.
American Chopper. Yup, that's right. I have the hots for Paulie, Jr., bike-builder extraordinaire, dimple-faced cutie, artiste, Mikey-torturer, friend of Vinnie. Ohmigod I think he is so fab. AND he drives a Prowler. The dude is HOT.
I love this show so much my kids will see a promo for it and say, "Hey Mom, there's your boyfriend." Husband is so kind and tolerant of this ridiculous behavior (possibly because he is used to it, what with my Peter Jennings/Sean Connery/Bruce Springsteen/Johnny Depp/Robbie Williams fetishes).
Last Saturday I went to the local Lincoln dealer where they had the Lincoln bike on display. Yes, I got to see the handiwork of my crush up close and personal (Lookee, no touchee) and it was all that I expected and more.
I've linked to the AC site on Discovery Channel over to the left and as god is my witness I'll never go hungry again ... er, I mean, I'll learn to post pix on this blog TODAY. (Sorry, Scarlett, didn't mean to steal your line there).
Mom, wife, daughter, sister, friend. Scrapbooker, family historian, reader, cook, photographer. Volunteer. Political junkie. Springsteen fan. Loves deeply, strives daily to be a cheerful, kind and generous person. Fails regularly. Snarky, judgy and more than a little blunt. Some people don't appreciate my style. If you're one of them, that's ok. Get your own blog.
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