Yeah I thought about that but I didn't wanna kill a good thing. Every day should be topless day. Let him (and specifically, the lovely ladies here) have their fun.
Meh, might as well. I mean, this whole thread is already messed up, some crazy mod thinks it's February. I kid, I kid...
This is my Friday night. I've challenged myself to finish this baby dress tonight. (There's also gin, not pictured.)
I talked myself into making a brisket this weekend from my post in the soul food thread. I got a 9 pound trimmed brisket for $25 which is actually a good deal lately. I'm excited.
As a guy who has to maintain databases, I contend that the correct way to write today's date is 2016-09-02.
Almost, you're a day behind it's 2016-09-03 where you can get a vegemite sandwich and have a good old chunder
Newb. You write the date based on the locale setting of your db session/connection. If you have money, you define it with NLS_DATE_FORMAT.
I'm doing two of them tomorrow. Brisket is my "soul food." I like to get the packers cut so I can trim it to my liking then dry age it with kosher salt before I rub it and smoke it. $1.25/lbs here.
They had a bunch of those there today and the prices were pretty good. But since I'm braising this one instead of smoking it, I opted for the easier cut. And I'm not feeding that many people. I fear that if I had a separate freezer, things could get out of hand.
I'm only feeding a dozen people, just lunch. But if I'm doing one might as well do two since I got the space on the pit. Leftovers are awesome.
I would also need a bigger pit. I also haven't perfected my smoking technique enough to devote 12-14 hours to making one. Brisket is an undertaking.
Then you're doing it wrong. Tomorrow I'm gonna mow the grass and have my phone alarm set every half hour to add more wood if necessary. Also I have my son trained to get me if the thermometers go below a certain point. He's 2. And this is the child labor thread. Had to mention that to keep on focus.
In middle school we had a talent show and that was the first time I ever performed in front of people. We played this song. We sucked in the way only 11 and 12 year old kids can while thinking we're cool as hell. I was a 12 year old white kid who got his funk on emulating a bunch of white guys from Steubenfield, Ohio. Sadly, I never got any funkier.
So this just happened. Here I was outside trying to enjoy my cigar by the burn pit and I heard a weird sound about three feet behind me. Yup, it was two frogs fucking under my bug zapper. And this is how babies are made.
I'm highly disappointed you didn't unplug the bug zapper, strip the end off of the wires and light those fuckers up.