My friend Lalaland wrote about Popeye’s Chicken on her blog today. It was like waving a red cape in front of a bull. I want some delicious fast food chicken SO MUCH right now I am willing to make a very generous offer. My first born child. All you have to do is open a Chick-fil-A franchise within 20 minutes of my house. The closest one right now is in Paramus. NEW JERSEY. 82.9 miles. Starting one in scenic Eastern Connecticut would be a guaranteed success, plus now you get the added bonus of one baby boy, guaranteed to have all his fingers, toes and limbs. No promises regarding his intelligence, good looks or future addiction to World of Warcraft. Deal’s only for the next hour, because by then I will have put on pants and made it to KFC, even if it’s a poor, poor substitute for the real thing.