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We spent quite a bit of this hour discussing the deliciousness of Bacon. I am okay with that. It needed to be done.

What I was not expecting was the massive outpouring of Bacon feedback. Our inboxes are overflowing with all things chewy, salty, savory, and grease-soaked. J is reportedly ecstatic. Mickey may smile.

Allow me to take this opportunity to share the sheer Baconicity of our Listeners, with links aplenty for you to snarf down. Happy artery hardening!

http://bacontoday.com – This handy li’l gem comes from MalibuPJ, consisting of a full blown daily digest of all things Bbacony. It’s chock-filled with recipes, true stories of Bacon-Justice, and plenty of meaty articles. She points out the TurBaconducken, which is a mouthful in all senses of the word. Yes. Turkey, duck, chicken…. All lovingly wrapped and rendered in the sheerest, shimmering Porquoise.

http://bacontwits.com – The Greatest Tool for the Twittering Public, Ever. Glenn Webber clued us in to this. It’s a fast paced world in which we live today, and sometimes the more sizzly, important things in life get lost in the shuffle. With BaconTwits, missed BaconTweets are a thing of the past, as the site lovingly reproduces any and all messages containing the delicious five-letter term for happiness. Join in the conversation, as hundreds, nay thousands seek to do the impossible: Convey their love for Bacon in 140 characters or less.

For The Love Of Bacon – Noelle Carter, Los Angeles Times – Never to be outdone, BGDLE, ChrisP sends us a crispy portal that leads only to madness. Salivate with me, then, if you will, to the concepts of a Apple-Bacon Coffeecake. Too sweet? Then cleanse thy palate with a savory Bacontini. I am not making this stuff up people. This is REAL, this is Elementary dear, Elementary, Watson, Elementary, aaaarrgghh!

There ain’t nowhere to run. Bacon will have us all. So I say it is time. A few people have tried it, but we need to do what SomaCow does best (following great ideas through to their realization) and celebrate a full international Bacon Convention.

That’s right, people! BaCon, 2oo9! Let’s make it happen!

Imagine the possibilities!

We could have BacOffs, where competitors armed only with a pan and a gas flame struggle to achieve the perfect ratio of fatty to lean cooked Bacons.

Ba-confit (Frenchy!), where high-minded individuals seek to create Baconsserts (delicious Bacon-desserts, designed for wine pairing)!

BaCongress, where a council of elders works to answer the great Baconundrums of our generation: Is maple flavoring a good thing? Should people that like their Bacon burnt be ostracized, or is any lover of Bacon welcome at the table? Just what IS Fatback, and how can we get our hands on some of it?  Is Bacon from Canadia REALLY Bacon, or is it just ham?

Oh, the ideas are spattering in my brain-pan, baby. It almost hurts.

We, the three wise men (and Ross) strive each week to bring gold, BACONsense, and Mirth.  We’re doing it live tonight (Friday) at 7pm eastern.

I need a friggen drink. See y’all tonight, Live in the Ustream!

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SomaCow Media is proud to present SomaCow, brought to you in this hour by Mom’s cooking, Grandma’s Potato Salad, J’s Martinis, and The Redboy Podcast. I know, weird, right?

In this hour, we gave thanks, mocked Twilight, and chatted up a good friend of the show, even if he is a Ginger.

I would prattle on here about family, and friends, and all that jazz, but the fact of the matter is I am in Fatty Free Fall, and feel that only through confession can I stop, or even staunch, my constant hunger.

In the last 4 days, I have eaten 3 ribeye steaks, 2 lbs of potato salad, a giant order of the new buttload of nacho nachos from Taco Bell, a giant plate of Scallopene Piccata, 6 Eggs, 4 slices of bacon, 4 pieces of toast, 4 sausages, 2 orders of hashbrowns, 4 more slices of bacon(seconds, bitch), 3 Ommegang beers, a massive order of double beef medium pad thai, at LEAST 4 dozen shrimp, a bag of cape cod potato chips, 2 packages of Ritter Sport candy, a bowl of cocoa puffs (and I don’t even LIKE cocoa puffs) 4 handfuls of chili con carne popcorn, half a pound cake (that’s half a pound of butter, half a pound of sugar, and half a pound of flour), 90+ cashews, heavily salted, 2 gallons of milk, 4 coronas, an order of potstickers, an order of ribs, a chicken sandwich (there must, always, be a chicken sandwich), 2 champ burgers, lemon scallops with brown rice, 5 budweisers, 2 double decker tacos, 1 seven layer burrito, half a pint of ice cream, a gallon of tea, a doughnut, 4 pots worth of coffee…

Round here… It’s just called “gettin’ ready for Thanksgiving”.

Or, you know, a myocardial infarction.

That gingerbread house looks delicious… be back later. Food Diary, my ass.

Before we go eat massive amounts of food, let us leave you with the true meaning of Thanksgiving, Charlie Brown… a story from a wonderful lady we call Franni the Lunchlady:

I was the child of very old parents, Mom being 48 and Daddy being 53 when I was born. I can remember being rustled out of bed in what seemed like the middle of the night. Wrapped in blankets my sister and I were put in the back of the Rambler stationwagon. When I woke up it was daylight and we were at my brother Bob’s house. Bob was born when my folks first got married, 28 years before me. I ran around with his 5 kids, all of us in our jammies, watching the Macy’s parade on TV when an interesting float or balloon came on. Other cousins, aunts & uncles were also there, it was quite the full house.

Then we got our faces washed and our Sunday clothes on and we sang for our supper. Each of us had to sing or recite some kind of Thanksgiving thing. The last year both my folks were alive, I was in 1st grade. Daddy came up with a song for me to sing that year. He and I practiced it for weeks, it was going to be the showstopper, he said. So when the day came and then my turn came, I stood up on the foot stool and belted this out (to the tune of “Ta-ra-ra-boom-de-aye”)

Happy Thanksgiving Time,
the family’s looking fine.
There’s lots of food to eat, And lots of folks to greet.

We’re really thankful that,
We’re getting nice and fat.
We cannot eat no more, Please roll us out the door!

I was a super star; best Thanksgiving ever!

Thankfully, you can read on…

• Macy’s Holiday Traditions
• The Friday Flashback: Chicago Christmas Caravan
• Recipes for Health :-))
• Music for Thanksgiving
• Family traditions.

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SomaCow Media is proud to present SomaCow, brought to you in this hour by Randolph’s Blog – Anybody that takes the time to say such nice (J: “And true!) things about our show gets a link. Thanks, Randolph.

In this hour, I whine a bunch about my mom, and my parenting, and Mickey and TCTHID went on a 200 mile drive. It was AWESOME!

Note: If this episode plays strangely in your mp3 listening device, simply squirt some breast milk into the unit and it should clear it right up.

Baby needs the computer… I’ll be back.

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