I’m not a crass person by any means. A dirty joke makes me blush and look the other way…but this news about Gordon Ramsay burning his, well… “privates” seemed like an interesting news topic to cover. Ramsay is of course the rude dude in charge of Hell’s Kitchen—his mean demeanor no doubt adding to the entertainment factor of this reality cooking show. According to Ramsay, “The other day I was standing too close to the [stove] when I was cooking. I was wearing these cotton trousers and underneath I was going commando.” (OK, that enough is too much information). “Suddenly, I felt this searing heat. I went, ‘F**k me, bol***ks to that,’ and for once I was spot on. My balls were burning.” Now, that’s no laughing matter, to be sure. Just last night I burned my fingers removing the lid off the steamer—and it hurt like crazy. The thing about Ramsay’s story is that I immediately thought about the repeat of My Name is Earl that was on last week… the one with Norm MacDonald called “Two Balls, Two Strikes,” where Randy and Earl describe MacDonald’s character’s (Little Chubby) injury using colors like “blorange.” Anyway, the parallel between Ramsay’s injury and My Name is Earl got me thinking about karma and wondering if Chef Ramsay was just getting a little payback for all of the contestants he’s ripped on. Just my deep thought for the day.