More Weird Dreams

Song Stuck on the Brain: "Dropped my penny, pick it up, pick it up..."

I dropped a penny and no sooner had I heard the 'ching' sound and this song started running through my head.

I had odd dreams again last night. Vague images and ideas are still floating around in my head, but I could only remember two of them clearly.

First I dreamed that Brad Pitt came in to my office to pick up product for a new health food store he was opening here in KC. In the dream I had pictures of Brad Pitt on my computer screen and I was mortified that he might see them so I had to hurry and change pictures to something more benign, like an island in the middle of nowhere. Then, when he tried to pay me, none of my equipment would work and I couldn't run his Credit Card. I'm standing there all a flutter, stuttering and acting like an idiot. He, of course, was completely relaxed and never got ruffled or impatient.

It's a really odd dream for several reasons.

1. Why Brad Pitt? He's cute, but not on my Top 10 List of Dream Guys. Why not Hugh Jackman, Tom Welling or Channing Tatum?

2. I'm not the type to become so flustered by somebody's fame that I can't act normally. I mean they're human beings - just like you and me.

3. I don't have movie stars pictures on my computer at work. Home, yes, but currently it's David Boreanaz from Bones.

4. Brad Pitt running a health food store? The only herb he's likely to stock is Marijuana.

After that dream I don't remember too much until my alarm clock went off. I rolled over, looked at the clock and noticed it was new. Under the red numbers reading 6:45, a little tray was sticking out. As the clock blares annoyingly I watch a basket of Chili Cheese Fries pop out onto the tray. I'm thinking, "Cool! I don't have to fix breakfast. That's a really awesome feature to have on a clock!" But then the longer I stared at the clock and the cheese fries, the more awake I became. The cheese fries evaporated into thin air and all I was left with was the bleating alarm and my dog whining to go out.

Talk about disappointment. That twelve step program is sounding more and more necessary.

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Chili Cheese Fries - The Addiction

Song Stuck on the Brain: Harlem Globe Trotters Theme. There you go, can't help but whistle it, can you? It was the last thing I heard on the radio this morning before entering the Bat Cave. I finally quit whistling it around eleven 0'clock, but coming back from lunch they played it again. Darn them.

Do you every get food obsessions? Something sounds good so you eat it, but it's just not as good as you had hoped, so you keep trying the same food at a million different places hoping you'll find the one that will satisfy your craving...

Oookay. Maybe I'm the only one with this little problem.

Anyway, lately it's been chili cheese fries. I saw them advertised at Hardee's, but ended up at Sonic for lunch instead. So I ordered the Super Sonic Extreme Tater tots, which are better than their fries. I hate Sonic fries. Extreme includes the chili and cheese, plus onion, jalapenos and ranch dressing.

They're good, but their just not chili cheese FRIES. So my craving was not satisfied. I did finally end up at Hardee's a few days later, so I gave theirs a try.

Wow. We're talking ambrosia here. Best chili cheese fries I've ever had. Which is saying a lot, because I'm really picky about my chili. Most restaurants have gross chili. But Hardee's? Fantastic.

So did this satisfy my craving for chili cheese fries? Not exactly. Now I'm craving them because they were so fantastic.

We went to Dairy Queen last week and ordered theirs, but much like the rest of their food (except the ice cream) it left a LOT to be desired. The craving continued.

Today we tried the chili cheese fries at Backyard Burger. They've got great food, so we thought it would be safe to try.

Nope. Worst chili cheese fries EVER. The chili is vinegary to the max but smells a little like sweet cloves. Weird.

SO, tomorrow we're going back to Hardee's. One last batch of the ultimate before the New Year's diet kicks in.

After that the addiction must die. If not, I'll be starting a 12 step program.

Step 1. Acknowledge the addiction
Step 2. Step away from the chili cheese fries
Step 3. Love yourself more than the ultimate, fabulous, ambrosia like flavor which is Hardee's Chili Cheese Fries.....

I'm in trouble.
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