It seems like a good day to admit something weird to the internets. It’ll be liberating. Or something.

I'll go first. It's time I disclose that I have a thing for dudes with prominent noses. I know, super weird. But as all my close friends know, it’s all in the shnoz for me. My major crush in high school had a sniffer that most resembled a pelican, and yet… there I sat, patiently waiting for him to break up with the awful human being he was dating his girlfriend. I think the interest might be because I have very small features, and so anyone who can pull off a big nose, lips or eyes is fascinating to me. (Picture Anne Hathaway. She has all the same enormous features as, say, Sandra Bernhard, yet she’s totally hot. It defies all logic.)

While I can’t totally explain the root of my olfactory organ obsession (OOO), I can say that I watch The Good Wife each week because of one Mr. Josh Charles. I have loved this man and his blessed beak since I first saw Dead Poet’s Society at the inappropriate age of eight. I didn’t understand the plot but I understood that Knox Overstreet was a fox.

I loved him again when he put the moves on Christina Applegate (while wearing a fast food uniform, no less) in Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead.

Then, the Good Wife premiered and, judging from the demographics of that show, I became the only person under the age of 60 to watch it all because of my fake celebrity boyfriend, Josh Charles. (Quick aside - you all should be watching that show. How are you not watching that show?!)

Yesterday, the lovely ladies of Go Fug Yourself did a slideshow of the many looks of JC, and I spent a good 15 minute ruminating on how darling he has remained over the years.

So there you go. I am attracted to men with ample nares (google it), and I am just caffeinated enough to think posting this is a good idea.

So, what’s your weird thing? Come on, free your mind now. Leave it in the comments.