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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Hey... Hey... Norm... If You Were a Hot Dog, Would You Eat Yourself?


We played at Middle Georgia College today. It was really cool because a LOT of people who were at the show today, had seen us at some point during the fair! :) Today was BEAUTIFUL. It was the kind of day everyone had been wishing for all week at the fair. :) We ran into the little cafe to grab some coffee before the show. It was funny because someone had told us "There's a Starbucks in the there!" I got really excited, and told all the guys. Well, the two thermoses of coffee in the little shop were Starbucks brew... but that wasn't quite what I had pictured. NOT THAT IT MATTERED! It was just funny. And I bought a peanut butter and jelly sandwich which I was REALLY excited about. I sat down to unwrap it, and the sticker on the back said "Sell by Oct 6" Ummm.... MAYBE I mean MAYBE if it had said sell by Oct 16 I would have eaten it... but umm... Oct 6?? Really!?!? They had hotdogs at the event, but the day that I found out what all goes in a hot dog was the LAST TIME I ever ate one. :) I know. I'm a wuss. I just can't do it. I can't ever eat food when I REALLY start thinking about what kind of animal it is. I know. I would have been a TERRIBLE farm girl. Sorry, Grandpa. And maybe if it had been a necessity... I would have toughened up a bit. But obviously being a musician never required me to behead a chicken. On that note. I'm out. I've been trying for over an hour no to upload pics. But some things just aren't meant to be. Peace. Love. Fiddle. ~natalie

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