Good lord, it even scans properly!
The smoker is currently loaded with two racks of pork spareribs, which I have been basting with A–1 sauce to the point that the bottle is empty (not that it was all that full to begin with…), and I’ll have to switch to Heinz 57 to finish up. I had a devil of a time getting the fire to go tonight, because a lot of my woodpile hasn’t dried out from recent rains, as well as from (I think) being covered with black plastic wrap that was meant to keep it dry, but which instead seems to have promoted a case of damp rot. I uncovered it last week just in time for it to get all wet, and there hasn’t been enough warm or dry weather since to do any good. Still, in the end I got the fire to go, and it’s out there fumigating my unfortunate neighbor. I tried moving the smoker to different places in the yard, but this evening is one of almost no wind, and what puffs there are blow from every quarter, so what’s downwind of her one minute is upwind the next, and I can’t keep dragging around several hundred pounds of hot metal. I’m afraid she’ll just have to make the best of it for tonight.
Perhaps if I sit here and stare at the screen for a bit I’ll even be inspired to work a bit more on that horrible “Sword in the Stone” that I owe my editor.
The Illuminati bury Mr. Ed and my pistol. Fnord.
