  On my way to the doc's office today (yes, the biannual sinus infection is here and I want a sinusectomy), I passed a car with the bumber sticker "A hamburger stops a beating heart". Just like anyone who knows Alison knows she sleeps in her makeup, anyone who knows me knows I have a soft spot for bumber stickers (exhibit A: the perkster). This one takes the cake or shall I say hay? 
