Irony 1, Russ 0 - But the Game's not over yet UPDATED

UPDATE [Dave in Texas]: Just received a report on the moron hotline,

He's going in!

Honestly, bacon doesn't stand a chance.

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We're less than 36 hours until the kickoff of the 2008 First Annual Blue Ribbon Bacon Fest, and Irony has decided to clutch my balls in her cold, dead fingers and squeeze for all she's worth.

I've been fighting a chest cold/undetermined bug for the last ten days or so, and it's mostly gone.....MOSTLY. I've still got a little bit of crud in my chest & sinuses, but the symptom that's really kicking my ass right now is the almost complete loss of taste.

Complete.
Loss.
Of.
Taste.

Remember that old Twilight Zone episode where Burgess Meredith played the old librarian? He's the sole survivor of a nuclear war, and now he's got all the time in the world to read all the books....until he sits on his only pair of glasses.

That's about how I feel right now. I've still got about a day & a half to get my taste back, but I'm not optimistic. I'm probably going to go to the Bacon Fest Saturday morning & consume a bunch of STUFF that taste remotely like the Bacon Bits I put on my salad. That's a big leap from the prime Iowa-raised fresh bacon that I was expecting, but when troubles like this come my way, I ask myself "What would Jack Burton do?"

Then I remember what I do when the earth quakes, the poison arrows fall from the sky, and the pillars of Heaven shake. Yeah, Russ from Winterset just looks that big old storm right in the eye and says, "Give me your best shot. I can take it." And then I ask for another plate full of bacon. Because I can. Plus, it's free, which is a big bonus, right?

posted by Russ from Winterset at 01:09 AM

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