Deliciously Devoured DiGiorno

It was Christmas Eve and the snow on the ground covered perfectly, as if in a dream,
All by my lonesome, cooking is pointless, so I bought a pizza, DiGiorno- Supreme,
I curled up on the couch to enjoy a seasonal moment with Bing and his Holiday Inn,
After, I learned relationship pointers from Lauren, Betty and a blind Marilyn.

Christmas day came and I wrapped the last few, with one more favorite story,
I know I couldn't get carried away with Darkly Distracting Darcy in all of his glory,
I traveled far to Oakdale to display wrapping and exchange gifts on this wintery day,
Ribbons went flying, with exclamations of joy as cookies disappeared from the tray,

As time went by our stomachs did grumble, take-out was scarce or so it would seem,
Dad returned in from the cold, triumphantly displaying pizza, DiGiorno- Supreme.
We ate our dinner and watched Tony Stark, beat up villains with large metal fists,
I said good bye and thank you with hugs as I departed with my mountain of gifts.

Still I do wonder, how I managed to have on these holidays a saucy spicy theme,
A puzzle with no answer, a curiosity no doubt of: Pizza, DiGiorno- Supreme.




My Dearly Devoted Dad gave me the first season of Dexter on DVD. I watched the first season with an excitement and anticipation that is difficult to imagine. I read the first book last year and was hooked. I was let down a little in some of the aspects of the show. It was padded quite a bit, however I figured that would be the case. While the actor that plays Dexter is a fit for him physically, his orange spray tan became irritating after a while, especially with the white lipstick they had him wearing. It was just unnatural, also where are his obnoxious brightly colored shirts? The rate that Dearly Disturbed Dexter killed was alarming. The Dark Passenger that was motivation for his killings was only mentioned once in the entire show. Of course it is a different media, and should be presented differently it lacked the playfulness of the books. Our favorite lovable monster became Disappointingly Diluted Dexter, with more of a capacity for emotion and less capacity for pulled pork sandwiches.

If I were not already enamored of the books I most likely would have found fewer flaws in the show. As it is, I enjoined the show, and will watch it again most likely and attempt to do my best to accept the glossed over details and extra made up characters (Rita's ex husband). The most profound effect it had on me was a heightened anticipation of The fourth book Dexter by Design.