Uncensored Chicken Surprise, For Loyal Readers Only

Hey World:

I've been engaged in a very worthy cause today. I've been thinking about you Loyal Readers and how you are here week after week reading my posts and leaving nice comments for me which are totally like little gifts to me, you have no idea.

If I'm feeling needy and ask the little guy what he thinks of my blog, his most likely response is "chocolatehead-poopy-starfish-chocolateraisins-mommyhead-let's watch Max and Ruby!" Anyone else in my family is likely to respond, "What Blog?", which is probably just as well.

Anyway, your funny side-notes and compliments make my day, which is why I wanted to offer some small token of my esteem for y'all.

BULLETIN: uhh...okay...looks like one of the voices is all Southern tonight. Don't panic. As I've mentioned, the voices are harmless. Let's call her Pearl, ok? Pearl Annabelle Lafleur. She's from Mississippi. Word on the street is that there's some pirate Cajun blood raging through her veins that tends to show itself at the most inopportune times, most recently during her nephew's ballet recital when someone NOT from the South, but possibly from the UK, called him a "right lit'le wanker", and Pearl Annabelle Lafleur...well I'll tell you about it later.

Where was I?

...Loyal Readers, right, now I remember.

Back to you. I do want to stress here that this post is ONLY for Loyal Readers, so if you just tuned in, drawn by the title and the exclusivity intimated therein, I have to say that A.) I should have thought of that a long time ago, and B.) this post is not for you.

Okay, if you are going to whine about it, or sue me, here's your loophole you Right Wanker. Go to any of my other posts, read, and leave a comment-a nice comment, mind you, and then come back, and we will let you join the troops of Loyal Readers. But don't even try to read this post without establishing your membership because The Chicken knows people who know where you live. And so does Pearl.

Big Breath. And exhale. Okay. Finally. After your many weeks of faithful reading, Loyal Readers, and in celebration of Valentine's Day, which I have softened up to now that I know about Valentinus the Martyred Priest, I wanted to offer up a small gift. The gift of laughter. And I have spent the day searching for other blogs that I know you will also love. I encourage you to link to them, read them, laugh out loud, maybe snort your tea or your vodka as the case may be, and then to come RIGHT BACK HERE. Okay? Deal? Good.

First off, I will start with my old favorites.

www.missdoxie.com is a blog about a lawyer in Atlanta with a passion for daschunds. She is hilarious and truly adorable, but she has sort of disappeared lately and I miss her a lot. But read her old stuff. "Fuck the Opera" is a particular favorite of mine

www.mytinykingdom.libsyn.com the blog of a mother of four boys and my first introduction to blogs

Next are recent favorites: http://volcanicensemble.blogspot.com

And www.barefootfoodie.com

And http://beccago.blogspot.com/


Here is one that I just found today and have spent a large part of the day reading. She's been around for a long, long time. I had fun going back through her archives

www.dooce.com

I saved my favorite for last. She is a born storyteller, but what kept me on her site were all the extras; the pictures, the videos, and the promise of access to a secret page if I could find the special link hidden in her blog. And I did. And it was so cool.

www.hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com


You have to understand, she is quite a bit younger than most of us but she's a bright penny, this Chick, and she has captured my heart. What Pearl Annabelle Lafleur and I like to do is get all liquored up, go on her blog, and live vicariously through her. Then we strap ourselves into the truck, go down to the Twist n' Shout, and line dance but not in a very straight line and with a lot of added extra steps, which may or may not sometimes result in an accidental elbow to the abdominal area of the Cougar in the tight jeans and Cowgirl hat who had the foresight to take dance lessons and may or may not have been rolling her eyes at us, but is definitely trying to steal all the cute Cowboys which is totally NOT acceptable to Pearl Annabelle Lafleur and me.

I have to go to bed now. Bed is calling. I hope you enjoy the blogs-please let me know.

Pearl says all y'all should come on back next Saturday when she's hosting a crawfish boil, and her weird cousin Claire Marie LaFleur will be there telling fortunes. There'll be fiddlin'.

You take care,now,y'hear?
Chicken