The Great Wiener Trade

As I approached the doors of the ticket area of the theater I saw one of M's besties hard at work collecting the canned goods.  She waved to me through the window.  I waved back.  Then I flung open the door and dropped my box flat on the table, "TWENTY FIVE CANS OF WIENERS" I exclaimed. M's bestie laughed at me.  She knows I am crazy.  "Anyone else bring in wieners?" I asked.  "No" she replied.  "Well my wieners will go good with someones corn" and the bestie just laughs at me again.  You know the word wieners makes for laughter. Wieners.  See you're laughing aren't you?  Wieners. I think I just might like saying that darn word.

Friends, there is nothing like Vienna Sausages from Aldi's at .37 a can.  Mmmmmm processed meat rolls in life preserving liquid. Yum-yum, not. GROSS!  But like King Ralph said, the wieners will go best with a can of pork-n-beans. Beans-n-wienies, a meal full of protein...a protein packed food bank jackpot.  Turns out that by the time our movie ended and I checked with the bestie to see if any other canned wieners had been donated--we were the only wiener donors for the day. Great minds sometimes think alone.

Now what did those twenty five cans of wieners get us?  Four tickets to see this great movie:

127 Hours is worth the see!  A movie that really gets you thinking.  Thinking about what you may not realize you are capable of when in a situation.  It also made me to turn to M as we exited the theater to say that all the stuff we double up on or think is ridiculous that King Ralph insists we pack in our backpacks when we hike...well that stuff doesn't seem all that silly after watching this movie.  Although we aren't out hiking alone, we have certainly hiked in remote areas where passing a fellow hiker is far and few between.  

Princess A had the pleasure of hearing Aron Ralston speak at Southeast Missouri State last year when she was attending the university.  She said of all the lectures she attended, Aron Ralston's was the best.  His story was gripping even from behind the podium.  To bad she had a Saturday afternoon exam and didn't get to enjoy the Cans Food Festival with us.  

So I encourage you to smuggle your Diet Coke and peanut M&M's in your purse--just like me--and hop on over to your local theater.  (We'll talk about the popcorn heist another day.)