i give up.

first i see her on a triscuit box. then i see her when i'm checking out in line. and whenever i try to watch the food network, i see her joker smile. and just now i received an email from my buddy alerting me to this travesty: "evoo" is an official word. her idea of celebrating? handing out possibly the worst-tasting olive oil ever made to her audience (who probably wouldn't know the difference anyway). i totally give up. but alas, there's always this.