Jealous of Jonah Hill

By now you know me well enough to realize that my taste in things tends to lean more towards the cheesy end of the style spectrum than the sophisticated and classy end. I'm actually fine with this because, while I'm cheesy, I'm not all the way to tacky. I'm safely ninety feet from tacky. Yeah, ninety feet at least.

And yes, there is a difference between cheesy and tacky, but it mostly lies in yard ornamentation.

Example: pink plastic flamingos. They are cheesy and wonderful and I adore them so much that I have a pair of jammies with a bunch of pink plastic flamingos standing in front of silver Airstream trailers printed on them. I'm about seven different kinds of hottie wearing those.

No, not really. But I do love those jammies.

Flamingos represent the cheesy point in the style scale. Representing tacky would be the painted plywood cutout of an old lady bending over. Those, my friends, are tacky. Sorry if your yard currently has an old lady bending over cutout. I mean no offense, I'm just illustrating the difference between cheesy and tacky. And I'm guessing that if you've gone as far as to put one of those plywood cutouts in your yard, you've fully embraced your tackiness and are into flaunting it.

So, tacky and cheesy are clearly different, aren't they?

My taste in cheesy transcends genre. I love cheesy TV shows (the Love Boat anyone?), cheesy movies (Adventures in Babysitting), and of course, cheesy music (absolutely anything on my iPod). No surprises there, right?

I am completely fine with my cheese master status. I've earned it. I've embraced it. Periodically, I've thrust my cheesiness onto other people and for that I apologize. But I love me some cheesy stuff.

Imagine how jealous my cheesy little self became when I saw Jonah Hill on Tuesday night's episode of David Letterman. Seriously, watch this clip of Jonah Hill on Dave Letterman. Do it. You won't be disappointed.

Did you watch it? Tell me you aren't immensely jealous of a Mr. Jonah Hill after seeing that clip. Seriously?! Generally, I'm not a jealous person, but good night Gracie and a barrel full of monkeys a Wham! golf cart! Holy cow I'm jealous. There is a small part missing from the clip and it's one of the best features of the Wham!mobile. It played 'Wake Me Up Before You Go Go' on a loop whenever the golf cart was started.

Imagine tooling down the street in your very own hot pink Wham!mobile blaring 'Wake Me Up Before You Go Go'. Score!

This is so going on my birthday list, right along side a giant pat of butter a la Uncle Buck. Pin It Now!