Fudgee-o
I had the strangest dream.
I was prepareing one of my favourite meals, consisting of a bag of fudgee-o cookies and a big glass of milk. But quite unexpectedly, a plate of McCain oven-bake fries appeared. And instead of pouring ketchup on it, I poured milk on top. Ick.
Not impressed.
Cuz now I'm craving those damn fudgee-o cookies! Not the way I want to start another day of driving!
Today's mileage target: Baker City, Oregon. Why not? It's a mere 608 miles.
conceived, scrawled, heavily edited, carefully reconsidered, left for a while to digest, edited once more, and then ultimately posted by: just call me jeff at
8:12 a.m.
2 Comments:
oy morrie, i luv that you connected me to the fudgee-o website...i too now want said cookies being that i am "cookie". good to hear your drive it going well and that 608 miles is petit a toi/small to you. remember to stop for cherry coke (but not cherry vodka). talk soon, leona xx
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Anonymous, at 12:13 p.m.
Leona: I did, indeed, stop for cherry Diet Coke, but didn't see any sign of Cherry Vodka. I need to find some to import into Canada tomorrow, so I'm gonna keep looking.
Glad I made you crave fudgee-os!!
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just call me jeff, at 9:22 p.m.
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