So...today has been very uneventful. This morning me and my mom were supposed to go see my sister in Birmingham to look at the wedding dress she found. Well, mother nature caused us to have to cancel the trip and so my Saturday has been nothing more than watching Steel Magnolias and Titanic. As I ate my onion rings from Burger King I had a random thought: Why does it seem that every time I eat onion rings, it never fails that there is always one fry in the carton. Anyone else have any random thoughts on this lovely Saturday?