You Almost Had Me Mr. A-Z

I have been unusually obsessed with Jason Mraz lately. Now, you must understand that I have always had an unhealthy interest in the man. He's an amazing human being with unending talent. I simply cannot believe that more people do not realize the talent he holds. However at the same time I'm sort of glad they don't because then he would become "too big" if you know what I mean. He would feel like less of a treasure to me. But I digress. I bought his new album "We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things" via Amazon.com a little over a month ago and I must say it is constantly being played. And when not at home I listen to him via ProjectPlaylist where I've created my own playlist consisting of all Mraz. I spent all of yesterday reading his blogs on jasonmraz.com and laughed myself silly.

While reading his blogs I found that he is a raw foodist. I wasn't quite sure what that meant exactly. But damn it sounded healthy! And he looks fabulous and sounds more chipper and positive than I've ever heard him. I was bummed when I found out in the beginning of my Mraz-Adventure back in 2002 that he was a smoker. He has since kicked that habit which I commend him for.

Anyways, so I was visiting my other guilty pleasure PerezHilton.com and found that he had done a video chat! In it he explains a bit about the raw foodism and it sounded very interesting and extremely healthful. So I did some research. I looked at recipes, I read about the benefits of being a raw foodist and about how we lose a lot of the good stuff from food when it is cooked or processed. I was in awe. I began thinking: I can do that! I started daydreaming about eating raw foods and how healthy I would become and lose those pesky pounds I've been stressing over. I then went into the unhealthy part of my mind that fantasized about meeting Mraz one day and being like "hey you totally changed my life by introducing me to raw foodism! Let's get all messed up on almonds and coconut milk and make love in a huge spread of organic spinach leaves!" Haha. But that's just me being unrealistic as I often find myself being.

But as I read a bit more I found that I cannot under any circumstances have coffee and be a true raw foodist. I'm sorry, Mraz. But no coffee? That's just complete insanity, sir.

Alas I am going to skip the raw foodism. It's not like we'd be able to find a huge spread of organic spinach leaves to lie down in anyways.