My Zany Years Spent Working in Tinsel Town
Nuggie was a trooper and drove a full 13 hours from Los Angeles to my original home town of Albuquerque, New Mexico so we could attend my high school reunion. We took longer than normal so we could stop and have dinner and enjoy the ride along Route 66.
A few cramps and shoulder rubs later we rolled into Albuquerque, exhausted, but alive. This explains why Nuggie missed his Daily Nugget post yesterday folks… He was tired.
Nuggie and I were in Hollywood. He took this photo. He would have taken a group of them to share if possible, but here is what he went with.
He asks what’s “next” for a reason. I think you know why, and I think you probably know what really is next. You’re just that smart.
Just when you thought all of your hard work was paying off, and your girlish (or boyish) figure was being restored, someone brings cake to the party. Your FAVORITE cake. Stupid cake.
Most feet are happy to be propped up on a table, at an outdoor cafe, on the beach.
Knock yourself out. Put your feet up people.
That’s what MC Nugget says, anyway… Just go with it. We must indulge the Nugget now and then.
A chicken on the top of his game.
NFL Season Begins tomorrow with the airing/playing of the Hall of Fame Game folks. Ladies who do not like or enjoy football, get ready for some alone time.
