I talked to the man that showed me why I needed my own margaritaville machine, and he is going
to come into town, so it's on like donkey kong. He and I did this every year when we both worked at
the same TV station. Then he up and moves to Nashville...and he has all the good connections. So if
he was staying put, I was going to do my smoking at home. Now it looks like I will be quite drunk on Saturday
and up to me ears in smokers. I tell you, BBQ competitors sure like to smoke cigars. Guess it passes the time.
OK, I am ready...I am packed like I am headed to a herf.
