Smoking is a little more demanding of equipment and conditions. I noticed that smoke was escaping ever so slightly from the top seam and the firebox seam. This causes infiltrating air to burn fuel at a rate that may not be desired. Ideally BBQ smoking should be at a constant 225 degrees. Extra air raises that temperature.
It became very apparent of extra air flow during my first tailgate of the year when I closed all the dampers, yet enough air was available to keep the fire smoldering. It should have gone out in my humble opinion. Apparently others had this same problem.
They sell kit of high temperature felt and adhesive to block such annoyances. This smoker should now be damn near air tight and under my strict air flow control.
I gotta say that as of this morning I am upgrading my back to 85% recovery. 85% may be a bit optimistic but after this week of travel and tailgate I am able to function with minimal pain and discomfort.
I began my usual 2 plus mile walks today and that is the first since April 11th.
In 140 days I will make my St Croix trip and my goal is to be as fit as I can. I have some weight to loose and some exercise ahead of me.
Just maybe my back ordeal will be a distant memory/warning by spring.
A new Corporate gobbility goop term I have learned is , "Down in the weeds". That means you are on the front lines in touch with the dirt of the business. Down in the trenches. Maybe even rubbing elbows with customers.
"Reaching out to you" seems to be waining. I hate that term. Just give me a phone call.
Also, we have our own Magic Negro here at the hotel. He is a distinguished black man in a suit with white hair and goatee. He appeared twice to me yesterday when I had my arms full. He said' "Good morning", with a big smile and pressed the elevator button. Then disappeared.
I'm in Austin, TX on business. I am the only American I know who is not beholding or in awe of Texas. It is hot and flat. They have the Dallas Cowboys. It is humid. They don't make good wine here. Their ladies aren't as pretty as my NC ladies.
But the do make a nice looking Bloody Mary.
And yesterday, at the encouragement of one Phfrankie Bondo, I set up the IOS 7 download and drifted off to bed about 9PM.
I awoke to find that Santa did indeed come and left me with all the goodness of a basket of fresh Apples.
Last week I ordered a solid state hard drive for my 2 year old Mac Mini. A Mac Mini is a compact little computer mad by Apple that is about 2 inches thick and has the foot print of a square coffee saucer. However it has the muscle of any big PC desktop.
Here are the tools and hard drive. The drive has no moving parts, it is faster and will last longer. This is a 125 GB drive and it cost $130.
Here are some of the guts. You can see it is about half the size of a piece of paper.
I laid out parts in order so I could find them in reverse order when I put it back together.
Here is is completely disassembled with the silver case to the left. There was just enough room to fit this second drive in this tight place. The connections and screw were tiny. I needed glasses and a magnifier to see some of these connections.
The results are a faster and more durable computer.
Funny how I can tear one of these down and put it back together, but would freak out over a combustion engine.
To Saint Croix. This is the mental apogee of the year when I only go once a year. Now I am slowly falling back to the island I love and the velocity will only increase.
I need to get fit again. I struggle in the mornings with pain until I get really moving and take a few over the counter pain meds. I want to be pain free as possible before I get there and I need to build up the core muscles.
I can only assume that after 4 1/2 month since surgery that pain is going to be a regular visitor. Don't get me wrong...I am 75% better than I was before surgery...I just don't much care for the gentle and constant reminder in the last 25%.
Just look at it. Good enough to eat on its own. I prefer NC sauce which is a concoction of vinegar and spices. Others prefer the store bought Kraft BBQ style. I even throw on some hot sauce.
Left overs can be eaten the same, in a bun, an accompaniment to eggs at breakfast, roll up in a floured taco, dress out on a hot dog for the extreme meat effect, whatever...you just don't throw any away.
And look at this picture closely. We here at Extreme Tailgate make projections on attendance so we know how much food to make. My guess was 40 plus. I count 42 in the picture plus one behind the camera. Pretty good huh?
We lost, however it was a defensive battle to the end. I was entertained.
It was hot.
Enough with the bad.
Theoretically I have postulated that I could cook 20 pounds of wings in one session but it had never been done. My computer models insisted it could be done so I tried it. 20 pounds (about 300) cooked in my smoker on a three level modification. All but 16 were consumed and Lord they were good.
The BBQ was off the hook good. I did about 20 pounds and maybe a pint was left.
The chuck wagon was great and a well received novelty. Soon everyone knew where the bottle opener was. It was a place to hang out with the opposing bars.
I threw a few of my home made sausages on the grill and they were fantastic.
That’s wReggie with a silent “W” like Wrangler, wrench, write and wrong, and now new and improved with a lower case “w” with all the cutting edge sophistication of eBay or iPhone. Some words need a "W" like "one". What's that about?
I love to travel and observe the world. I married my teenage sweetheart who is still my first wife. I guess you can call me an animal lover too with 4 border collies, 3 horses, two cats, 21 chickens and one Brine Shrimp. I have a deep love and respect for bacon and club sandwiches and take convenience of gravity for granted.
Finally, I love to laugh.