Bacon

I'm surprised we don't post more about Bacon...
In fact, I think I'm going to give bacon it's own label, and make a point to post about bacon at least 1 in 5 times that Kt and I mention how much we love it during our off-line lives.

Last week, we saw the movie Juno.
(I know what you're thinking, "I read the blog... there was a holiday, out of town visitors, a death, a funeral, a wedding... when the fuck did these people find time to go to a movie?!?" Well, if you must know, it was in between the death and the funeral and during the grannys' visit. We had free babysitting in our living room, see?)

Anyway, we liked the movie so much that we had this scheme to do a Siskel and Ebert type of review of it on the blog. But not thinking thumbs (up or down) were very exciting, we agreed that a slice of bacon was as good a rating system as anything else. A movie that could get 5 out of 5 slices of bacon from each of us (10 slices total) would be a movie that we both agreed was sensational.

Then dooce had to post this clip. It really makes me appreciate her more, but I thought my love affair with bacon was my own private Idaho; apparently everyone wants in on the action...