Imagine if Cracklin Oak Bran was made into crackers. That’s what they taste like. Good, but you don’t want to eat a whole box in one sitting.

You wouldn’t be sitting for long…

That was it. That bit of unreality pushed us both over the edge simultaneously and jet lag hit us with its full force.

We barely made it back to the car without collapsing on the pavement and sleeping.

(There might have been a point to this, but I don’t remember what it was.)

Had an asian (from hong kong) friend once who told me that many of the merchandise has names that reflect landmarks around either their production areas or the area of their “inventor” or “creator”. This leads to some pretty odd combinations, although innocent, that we might find funny.

How about a fem hygene product developed somewhere near the border between Oklahoma and Texas. I’d be afraid to see “Red River” sanitary napkins…wouldn’t you?!!??

And how stupid. I mean, how dumb do you have to be not to know what that sounds like?