Trying to slap something up here quick, because there's a big wall of radar rain headed this way. I would have been happily oblivious, but Farmer H called to tell me he was sitting in water up to his wheel wells at a stoplight on the way home from work. He said there had been tornado warnings for his workplace area. But seeing as how I was sitting in the basement, it didn't really matter.
I should say not! Even if I was upstairs trying to check on the weather, my DISH would be out. My internet had just gone out when Farmer H called. So I figure it will be sporadic tonight. Enjoy a picture of gas station chicken:
I know that I usually tout the deliciousness of this greasy treat. But the picture tells a thousand words. Not that it will stop ME from telling a thousand words. This was not good chicken. I picked it up a few days ago. Let the record show that the breasts were voluptuous! And the thighs plump! But the wings and legs left a bit to be desired. They might have come from pigeons or crows. Or those tiny little Cornish game hens. But it made no nevermind to me, because Farmer H got those parts!
I must also add that I am not thrilled with the camera on the new used phone I inherited from the #1 son. At least the old one, without a lens on the camera, took bright pictures. This one ignores the ambient light, uses a flash, and puts out dark pictures. I'm sure there's a setting I'm missing. Perhaps #1 can enlighten me ON THE PHONE!
Anyhoo...trying to get this up before the power or internet goes down. Bon appetit. Don't say it the Sean Connery SNL way!
Whoops! No internet. Trying again. Should have taken a stitch in time, I guess. So close.