Monday, September 1, 2008



I left the hospital around 10am, and hit the road to head home without eating break fast.  I decided that I would drive until I found my favorite fast food joint chick-fil-a.  Around noon, I had driven well over 120 miles, without spotting one chick fil-a.  Just as I was about to give up, and go some where else, I spotted "the cow". 



I guess I could be addicted  to much worse..

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