Mr_Bloggy: If you ever stop for gas in Biggs, Oregon and are like SO HUNGRY you'll even eat chicken wings from under a heat lamp next to BBQ burritos and crap like that and you're at the big Shell, I think, w Linda's or Laura's restaurant or something and a Subway, my advice is show a little patience and hit the Subway or the cafe, because otherwise you might do as I did and take a bite from the first chicken wing and realize it's kinda not right and skip the other three, which is really smart thinking because if you'd eaten the other three along w the bite of the first you might have DIED FROM THE DIARRHEA instead of just been seized and wrack with colon detonating cannon and firehose blastings into the night. More below.

Question: Have you ever suffered food poisoning?

Did you know that Biggs, Oregon, a grotty little accumulation of gas stations and a motel that looks like one Tony Perkins woulda said “uh no, this place scares the crap out of me, no thanks don't want a clerk job here..” where 97 and 84 intersect, a place for truckers to wash off their empty existences of lot lizards, methamphetamine, energy drinks, and marlboros and travelers to poison themselves with BACTERIA LOADED CHICKEN WINGS, is also a burg that has a famous semi-precious gemstone picture jasper named after it? Biggs Jasper. Cool stuff. Browns, blues (rare old material) yellows, creams in mountain scenes primarily. Makes great shiny cabochon clasps for string ties to impress the babes down at the Grange dances with.