I got teased a little for eating scrambled eggs and ketchup yesterday; a couple of friends of mine opined that it was a kids’ meal.

Today I discovered that the chicken tenders I bought are in dinosaur shapes.

If the universe is trying to send me a message here, I’m not sure what it is.

Update: if you melt cheese over them they look like they’re stuck in the La Brea Tar Pits.