Let’s Talk About Meat, Part 3

I have received a number of complaints (zero) about the length of my articles, and let it be said that length is something I have no issues with. So here it is, an article with some more meat on its bones.

Now being Halloween today, I thought about posting some pictures of rotting meat or old animal bones but I thought that would be rather glib of me. And yes, I just had to go look up that word on google, because even though it sounded right, I wasn’t entirely sure what it meant. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t misleading anyone or misrepresenting myself. I’m not a politician after all. Turkeys, they are, the lot of ‘em.

Speaking of politicians, does anyone care about those midterm elections in the US? Didn’t think so. Everyone knows the only office that matters it the President. Whether it’s the country with the most nukes or a manufacturer of frozen foods, the buck stops there. The doe on the other hand does whatever she wants. Man, I could really go for a nice steak right about now. Nothing like a fatty prime rib for brunch to kick start your heart. Arthur O. Sclerosis, he’s my buddy.

What kind of middle name is that anyway? What could ‘O’ stand for? Owen? Othello? Orenthal? Yikes. Orlando I suppose. He seems to be a popular dude these days. I’m really looking forward to that next Pirates movie. I really liked the ending of the last one. Otherwise the list of upcoming movies is pretty bland. With Star Wars and the Matrix both done, it’s pretty dismal. In fact, other than Pirates, I can’t think of anything that I am particularly looking forward to. Except maybe today’s lunch. Chicken leg.

Now, it’s 2 hours later, and I am about to eat said chicken leg. There it is, staring me in the face, in all its greasy glory. Why greasy? Probably because I bathed it in olive oil just before cooking it. You know, Popeye’s girlfriend. Apparently she likes chicken. Who knew? I would have assumed spinach, but you know what they say; opposites attract. Paula Abdul said as much in that partly-cartoon video she did before she became a celebrity judge on American Idol opposite Simon Cowell, the Human Howl. That guy is totally in your face, like a pimple or toothpaste. It’s floss for me though when I get stringy rabbit caught in my teeth.

Alright that’s enough…

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