People,

In my ongoing up and down relationship with trying to convince people I'm actually fit and trim, I am unfortunately back in the up position. Too many late night hamburgers and vacations in Canada have me again tipping the scales in uncomfortable territory. I mean, I'm nowhere near where I once was back in the days of dot-com binge drinking, but I'm damn short of my goal of Dan Cortese-dom.

Anywho, in this battle I've tried every fad diet - High carbs, no carbs, liquid diet, solid diet, the everything except Kosher deer testicles diet, the eating only Kosher deer testicles diet etc. In the end the only thing that has worked is what always works, eating less and exercising. And I honestly don't mind the exercising, but good lord do I hate the eating less. Not only the eating less, but the eating none. Like, no cookies, candy, cake - all the stuff I really love. I mean, you can dress up a tofu cutie any way you like, but it ain't no Klondike bar. Let's get on this, huh science?

Damn you genetics.