Bar-b-q

I remember weird potato chips with some sort of barbecue nomenclature like “Bar-B-Q.” I could just be misremembering since I’ve been pretty darn tired and cranky for the past couple of days. I keep waking up at 6AM, like I was doing to head to work, but I’ve been staying up late watching TV or just screwing around. Plus I had to help move all those boxes around yesterday.

In any case, I spent the day up at Greg’s for another rib feed. He has a smoker and puts 3 or 4 racks of ribs on the thing and we all hang around drinking cheap beer and eating ribs. It keeps us in touch with friends and some of Greg’s co-workers. Usually he breaks out the machine gun (which is more fun to shoot than you’d imagine), but this time he had a bunch of people up on one of his daughter’s horses as his main attraction.

On the sister front, she can’t remember my phone number and keeps using up my cell phone minutes. Oh, well, I have a bazillion evening and weekend minutes I never use up anyway.

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