Variousness

I just realized that potato chips are most delicious when they've been sitting in the freezer. Trust me on this. Leave em' in there all day, and then come home and eat them ice cold. Wash them down with champagne. Seriously. Fancy it up.

These are particularly good in summer, but any old season will do.
Best when used with classic Lays potato chips, all thin and frozen and crispy.

You're welcome.

Anyways. 

When I was a young girl, I ran my mouth all over the place for years about my fictitious dreamy idea for an all-girl, cheap trick cover band, called Cheap Chick. Then a few years ago, I read about them in Spin. I suppose it was only a matter of time, but I had to er, surrender my dream, convinced my idea had been kidnapped by way of music industry-ous-ness and plagiarism. 

The point is, I never fully realized 

or developed it, and it was only a matter of time before someone swiped it. 

My friend Drew, who is a blue ribbon gentleman, is in some of the greatest cover bands ever.

Hair Supply, The Greatest Heavy Metal Tribute To Air Supply In The Tri-State Area

Et Cetera, The Greatest Heavy Metal Tribute To Peter Cetera And The Music Of Chicago In The Tri-State Area

Mr Brownstone, The Drunkest Tribute to Guns N Roses
Dark Cross, The Greatest Heavy Metal Tribute To Christopher Cross In The Tri-State Area
Tragedy, The Greatest Heavy Metal Tribute To The Bee Gees In The Tri-State Area and Select Counties In Eastern Pennsylvania

Et Cetera is by far my favorite.

It doesn't get much better than that.

Unless of course, it gets like this.

Bob Dylan won a Pulitzer Prize. 

"Some people work in gas stations and they're poets. I don't call myself a poet because I don't like the word. I'm a trapeze artist." - Bob Dylan