I am a sinner.

      I say this because a thought just occurred: I can be lured almost anywhere with the promise of yumminess.  Of course, only the best will do.  If you say you’re throwing a party and there will be Hershey’s, I’ll probably turn you down (unless I’m currently in maniacal social mode).  If, however, you say there will be fresh brownies, quiche Lorraine, and Cheez-Its (yes Cheez-its, because those things are delish), chances are I’ll find a way to show up and inhale a good portion of your snacks.  If one was so inclined, I could probably be trapped by a large box held up by a stick with string attached, assuming there was a badass ice cream sundae inside.  To my myriad stalkers—there’s some food for thought.