Let me just say, I wouldn’t be alive today if it wasn’t for Chicken McNuggets. Had I never known their tasty golden goodness, I would’ve probably gone on to be a professional bullrider, whose life expectancies top off at about 25. Instead, as a child, I was exposed to the wonderliciousness that is the McNugget, and I frequently gave away the bride in the beautiful marriages of McNugget and honey. I’m not sure I ever pulled it off, but my greatest dream when I was young was not to fly in space or discover new species, but to finish off a 20-piece box. I say we make November “Chicken McNugget Month”, wolf down as many as we can, and all compare totals on December 1st. The winner gets some sunglasses made out of McNuggets. Unless he/she can think of something better.
Wikipedia’s entry for Chicken McNuggets
Excellent McDonald’s commercial feat. McNuggets
“Bring Back Dark Meat Chicken McNuggets” petition
Univ. of Georgia uses McNuggets for math problems
The Classic Chickenhead McNugget

How can you not dig My Morning Jacket live? After rocking my world for about the 7th time 

Democrat – Deval Patrick
Republican – Kerry Healey
Independent – Christy Mihos
Green/Rainbow – Grace Ross

St. Louis – Last night, in the eighth inning of Game 3, a foul tip by Cardinals’ 1B Albert Pujols took a fateful journey right into Ivan Rodriguez’s crotch, sending the perennial All-Star to the ground for several minutes. While a sold-out crowded tried their best to hide their laughter, Rodriguez writhed around and hunched over like a dog for what must have seemed like an eternity. “I thought he was going to die,” recalled Pujols. Eventually, Rodriguez was able to stand up – and laugh – and went back into his crouch praying it didn’t happen again.

So last week, we went to
we got there, there were fewer patrons than staff, so we figured we’d get decent service. As it turns out, our waiter was a complete failure.

