Love my pear burner, great for the smaller stuff. But I got some smaller cedars and thick stuff that's too big for the weed eater with the metal blades, would take too long to burn down and isn't quite big enough to bother messing with the chain saw for it. There's a perfect tool for every job, and then there's the fun tool that makes the job a little less like work. I'm going for the sweet spot between the two.
Green Flash Soul Style. Holy shit that beer is good. I double down on the Fiesta seasoning. They got some good shit. Even better? Beer. Beer gets you drunk.
Brisket went on at 7 am. When I was trimming it down the top of the point was looking a bit weird so basically what I ended up with was a log about the size of a tenderloin I cut off separate and will use the whole thing as burnt ends, then the brisket I left the rest of the point on the flat and it's still about a 12 lbs piece. Smoking it with lump charcoal (oak) and mesquite. I'll start spraying it with coffee every hour around the 4 hour mark, maybe a little later since it's real humid already.
I didn't think it was as good this year as batches past. If you like that style, try some of Troeg's Nugget Nectar. This year's offering is, in my opinion, better than the Hopslam.
You know for once, we agree on something. I love how I basically have my own private outdoor rink two blocks from me. Its free to use, show up as I want, usually get a small game going, its not a bad thing. Can't really do that in San Diego or Denver. Edit: I am the old fucker in this apartment complex. This place is full of UMN athletes and undergrads, I'm 31. Its Saturday, and its 11 and all I can think is why can't they shut the fuck up. Or maybe thats not just me being an old fuck, maybe thats just me being normal I got one more stink bomb left, that'll shut this shit down quick
Today has involved going to a chocolate festival, having swedish meatballs at IKEA, and now I have to put together a small table. Instead I think I will continue to immerse myself in 90s television - Frasier and Deep Space Nine. Those have been my go to binge shows this past couple of months.
Today I got to pet baby elephants, listen to them fart, and then feed giraffes. The SuperBowl is sooo not a thing here in Kenya, and it's on at 2:30am Monday, local time.
I think that it's roughly the same. It just seems that it's not as good because every brewery has google double IPA now. Hopslam was once special. It was the only big IPA in town. Now it's just one of the others. I personally can't wait for the market to become over saturated with those hazy New England style IPAs.
I think it's daycare or kindergarten right? I know plenty of girls that didn't I had hopslam for the first time the other week. I thought it was very solid in terms of not being too overpowering with the hops. I can see why it had a huge following. You are right that the market caught up with it. Luckily I've found the general trend to hop the shit out of every beer has leveled off. I'm finding a lot more nuanced and balanced beers being released. I can't stand the dump truck full of hops some IPAs had.
Is there any group of people that act more entitled than stay at home moms? During my two months of being a stay at home dad, none of the groups would let me join in their activities because I have a penis. My wife just got denied entry to a neighborhood moms club because she has a job. It doesn't matter that the job is only three days a week, so she has free time during the day to do things like a stay at home mom. I fucking hate people.
Yea, tell that to a teacher. If you're looking to start a good conversation at a super bowl party, find one, tell them that and let the fun begin.
Since I've been getting into the UFC I decided to rewatch Bloodsport. For my money it's one of the most enjoyable stupid movies. 90 minutes straight of pure ass kicking. But that's not all. It's totally based on a true story. At the end of the movie it lists a few of the records accumulated by Ninjutsu master Frank Dux, including 56 consecutive knock outs in a single tournament. 56. One tournament. This is one of my favorite bullshit claims ever. Given that the Kumite appears to have a single elimination format this would mean that the fighter count of entrants was a number 17 digits long. Or maybe the idea is they all just did a round robin and Frank Dux knocked out every contestant. Meet the baddest motherfucker that ever was.
For what it's worth, Kickboxer: Vengeance is a pretty kick-ass movie. Dave Bautista is a beast in it.