Don't hate me because I'm Honolulu.

I'm a sucker for quizzes. I recently took a quiz called "What Breed of Dog Are You?" even though I am not a dog, have no intentions of ever becoming a dog, and don't even own a dog. (I'm a chihuahua, by the way. Because I'm honest, saucy, and intense. You know, like a chihuahua.)

So naturally I'm addicted to Find Your Spot, which helps you find your perfect home base based on important criteria like weather, culture, and budget. I think my love for excessive heat and big cities, combined with my tolerance for molten lava, is what secured Honolulu as a top spot. Other frontrunners were Charleston, San Bernardino, and Biloxi -- all of which will move up on my list of future travel obsessions, because we're so MFEO.

It's getting chili.

When I went to Rutgers, the on-campus Wendy's used to print out receipts that boldly proclaimed, "Wendy's chili is the staff of life." And I have to agree. But I'm going to extend that to any chili. Even Hormel vegetarian chili with beans.

If you feel the same way about chili, check out this amazingly brilliant and indispensable (I don't think I'm overstating) site from the International Chili Society. It lists every chili cook-off in the country, so you won't miss out on the best meats and peppers in your home state. Of course, if you're a fellow fan of the Hormel veggie with beans, keep in mind that pasta and beans are strictly verboten for competitors. You can't have it all.