September 3rd we returned from our two week vacation to a glorious glowing polleria sign right next to our house. For those of you who don’t know, a polleria is a place where chicken is rotisseried(rotisserated?). Needless to say, we were pumped. We ate at our neighboring polleria and discussed such topics as; establishing a strategic partnership with the polleria, and the possibility of cutting a hole in my bedroom to efficiently get chicken at any point in the day. During dinner a guy cruised in and busted out his video camera. He videotaped us eating chicken and we gleefully shared our praises to the camera.
I am proud to say that Adam, Mary Magellan, Cheryl, and I are all prominently featured on a locally circulating polleria commercial. I don’t know what this means in terms of my on screen future, for now I can just say that I hope the crowds of paparazzi don’t disrupt my 15 foot walk from my door to the polleria.
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