He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood

An important aspect of everyone's life is the concept of the guilty pleasure. These secret joys can come in the form of food, music, tv shows, or movies (or anything else I suppose.) I am on the subject of guilty pleasures because I just picked up a new one, but more about that later.

When it comes to movies, my guilty pleasures come in the form of action movies. And I am not really sure these fall into the category of guilty pleasures, except that compared to the rest of my favorite movies (Magnolia, Pulp Fiction, American Beauty, etc.) these seem pretty mindless. Mindless, yeah, but fuckin' sweet: Con Air, The Rock, The Bourne Supremacy, Clear and Present Danger, Face/Off, Executive Decision.

Now to the music -- Most of you know where my musical tastes lie: alternative, indie pop, and what I term "literate electronica." But there are some things you may not know. (And one aspect of confessing one's guilty pleasures, is that you cannot really make fun, because you have some just as bad.)
So here goes, a few choice selections of musical tripe that represent my guilty pleasures (and I'm sticking mostly to relatively current music, so as to not open up my George Michael can of worms): "Don't Phunk with My Heart" by the Black Eyed Peas; "Rich Girl" by Gwen Stefani (especially Eve's rap); "Don't Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls, "1, 2 Step" by Ciara, and a bit older: "Rock Your Body" by Justin Timberlake; "Dirrty" by Christina Aguilera; " and most songs by Pink. Yes, judge me all you want, but I'm still the same person, dammit. (Dabs away tears.)

Now the reason I am on this topic is that I have discovered a new television show that has humor, suspense, a little action, and so much more. Yes, my new guilty pleasure is Tommy Lee Goes to College. Have you seen this shit!?!?!? It is, as the kids say, off the hook. I am riveted to my screen. I mean, the joy of seeing Tommy's pride when he correctly identifies the Turkish Filbert tree in his science class -- priceless. Or the anguish of watching poor Tommy struggle with the marching band . . . Or the way he giggles when he says "hairy bud" . . .

Before you condemn me, check it out.

I've bared my soul. So, feel free to share your guilty pleasures.