I hate picking favorites.
Favorite movie? Favorite album? Favorite Food?
These questions seem to come up endlessly throughout life and I am just not decisive enough when it comes to things I love (things, mind you) to select one above all others. When I’m asked for a favorite movie, I always seems to say, “Well, here’s five I really like.” When my fav food is asked about, I always cheat and say, “Potatoes: because they’re good any way you cook’em and you can cook them in a lot of ways.” It’s true, but not a definitive selection as I’m citing them as favorite for they’re versatility (super clever, huh?!). But when it comes down to favorite album, I’m always at a loss.
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