Just need to get this out of the way. I placed this photo of a rotisserie chicken on the side-bar of this page for a while. A certain "somebody" found it perplexing, so to explain: The photo was taken right after we pulled the bird off the home-rotisserie, and to show you what my life has been reduced to, I found it soo damn funny, I must have laughed for an hour. It hurt!
My OCD will hardly let me touch a dead chicken, so the way in which I impaled it's little body onto the spicket was not done properly. Legs and wings flip-flopping to a golden brown mess. It came out looking like it had been cooked in mid-run! Have I lost all perspective? Is this a "you had to be there" story and I don't know it? To paraphrase Sis, 'this gettin old thing is not for sissies! Amen.