Yesterday and Today

25 years ago hurricane Hugo began a two day visit on St Croix. It left the island looking like the surface of the moon. By the 21st Hugo visited my home in North Carolina.

Today:

Facebook Won’t Budge On Letting Drag Queens Keep Their Names




Stuff I Don't Care For

Drop down boxes for you state and country. United States is way down the list and Afghanistan is at the top. Really?

And NC is halfway down the state list.

I have a fix. List the countries by revenue generated. States....just figure it out where I live with my zip code. Everyone else does.

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Things that piss me off

The saying that the rich keep getting richer, and the poor keep getting poorer.

Of course dumb ass.

The rich are going to continue to do the behavior that makes them prosper. Likewise, the poor will continue to perpetuate the behavior that makes them down trodden.

The saying is just babble of the poor to point out their victim status.



Stuff I Hate

Pop ups on web pages trying to sell shit that is about as subtle as relaxing on a Mexican resort and suddenly being disturbed by a kid begging for money, or someone hawking silver jewelry. Go away!

Second, web sites assuming they are doing me a favor rendering content in some special iPad format. Just give me the content in my browser like everyone else please.

Worst offender in both categories is The Bleacher Report.



Stuff I Love

Tooting my own horn.





Grilled wings. Oh and the smoked sausage.





Fresh homemade brunswick stew.





Fresh caught Alaskan salmon, caught by a friend.





Smoked salmon offered by same friend.





Just look! Corn bread, sausage balls and deviled eggs.







Things I Like

A fluted pilaster with a rosette.



Just lovely. My last office I insisted that the main entrance have this. I doubt anyone noticed but I did.

But then again I appreciate doilies.

It Was an Epic Tailgate

September opening day against the Lions.








































The best tailgate game day. Win or lose, you will have fun.




Tailgate Time





This Is In My Future




I didn't know I needed a watch until Tim told me so.

Deck Stain

It was time to give the deck another coating of Cabot, Australian Timber Oil. I love the rich color. This is the same stuff the tailgate trailer is coated with.


It really repels water.


The only problem is it will be slick as a puppy's peter when we get ice. But, that's ice.

I Could Use This

Just wade out waist deep and float. Smile, look back on the beach. Feel the warm water engulf me.



Is This Cool or What

I have inspired others to extreme tailgate. I'm so proud.





This will be with us Sunday...beer tap too. That is extreme.

I Wanna Do This

Before I die, or maybe this season, I want to do a whole pig. I hear the skin is to die for. The problem is the time involved. It is a very long cook that demands attention. Rooter to tooter it's all good.


Or perhaps a big beef brisket? That would be good too. A Texas pal told me it's about like a pork shoulder.



Disaster Struck

Today, or rather this weekend is the first full weekend of college and nfl football. Naturally, I planned to spend a great deal of time in the screen room...duh.



As I went in mid morning to freshen up, I saw the lower center panel had been completely destroyed. Tanner.

Amassing all the creative fixit I could muster I repaired said screen in time for the first game.

Not a bad job huh?

From This to This

Fresh pork shoulder cleaned and cut for the grinder. I have this down now.


Grind, mix, stuff.


Beautiful.

I Have Been Bad...Real Bad

Not in my eight plus years of blogging have I been so slack. Oh I've been blogging, but not here.

I'm reaching my peak with www.extremetailgatesociety.com and the twitter account @tailgateextreme, plus the Facebook page ExtremeTailgate to keep me occupied.

Then there is work. Then there is a medical issue that has been haunting me that I haven't discussed.

Like my dear mother who will be 90 in October, I have hypertension. Every 4 to 5 years it will rage higher to unbelievable levels. 184 over 120 I'm talking about. Crazy levels. Dangerous levels.

So then we must find the next mix of drugs that reduces blood pressure, has acceptable side effects, and then I need to get used to it.

I think after a few weeks I'm onto a calcium blocker that has dropped my pressure to 117 over 77, it makes me a bit tired, but other than that I'm ok and my manly stuff functions if you know what I mean.

So hopefully....back to normal.


Here's the Deal

I headed out to work this morning and a big old bull squirrel is standing at the apex of my man room, mission control, the football situation room. In squirrel talk he's screaming, "Panthers are a Lock!"





So I take it under advisement. Then as I pulled into my parking lot...bam! A big cat skin is draped over the bush. Another revelation.





Bet the house my friend...bet the house.

The Great Sleep

Today marks 38 years since the great sleep where I stayed in bed completely well, yet slept for three days.

You see, I ditched college in my second year to explore the world. I joined a ragtag group of guys and we built railroad tracks. We traveled the southeast and built small tracks called spurs.

The work was difficult. Every day I ached. We worked from sun up to sundown and everything was heavy. Just the tools were 45 pounds each.

After about six weeks on the job it became Labor Day and I was as Far East in NC as you can get, Plymouth, NC, home of Catfish Hunter.

After six weeks I was exhausted. I had a room in a cheap motel with a black and white TV and AC.

All of Saturday I slept. Saturday night I went to the bathroom and ate a bag of burgers. I woke Sunday to eat mid morning. I woke Monday to watch a little Jerry Lewis Telethon and napped all day and slept all Monday night.

I woke on Tuesday refreshed and very hungry.



Saturday

Saturday I did what I love. I watched college football and cooked. Oh, and had copious amounts of beer.



After a 20 hour salt pack with sugar and pepper.


Then a three hour smoke at 160 degrees.


The yield was delicious smoked salmon.


The meat was incorporated in cream cheese, sour cream, dill, horse radish, salt, pepper, and a generous splash of lemon juice and Worcestershire.