Pork Football

After having a pretty good run with the blogging I slacked a bit but I'm here again. I can't say that I have much to share though.

One thing worth mentioning is I took a few days off from work and roadtripped to NYS for my annual weekend of friends, parents, eating, drinking, boating, fire, fishing, boating, game playing, etc. This was the 12th year I gathered up myself and my friends and did this weekend and it was one of the best. After a couple years of sort of sluggish fun this year got things back on the level.

One of the highlights was culinary in nature. We made the Bacon Explosion (thank you BBQ Addicts and S.M. for steering me to said site). That's ours in the photo. Hot off the grill. It was technically supposed to be smoked but we did some indirect heat grilling since we didn't have a smoker handy and that seemed to work just fine.

The Explosion was a delicious example of a heart attack to come. But possibly worth it. Get back to me after my inevitable bypass and I'll let you know.

Other than that, it's been work, rowing, Netflixing, Xboxing and chillin' on the weekend. Weeeeee!

A Whole Lotta 4th

As always, it's been awhile.

Let's see, what have I been doing since last post? Well, it was the 4th of July. I worked during the day and then caught fireworks at night. My first fireworks viewing the The Cleve. Not bad. Certainly it was no New York, but really fireworks on any level do me good.

Saturday I went on a tour of one of the bridges here in Cleveland. Sounds boring or corny, but it was actually pretty cool. The bridge has a rather unknown second level that supported trolleys back in the day. Now that level is just a rarely opened museum. I want the trolleys back!

After that it was a quick stop at the market so I could have some of my peeps over for some grilling and whatnot. We played some cornhole, ate some burgers, dogs, brats, chips, etc. I got pretty drunk. But not as drunk as possible, so I then ventured on to another party where I reclaimed my beer pong crown from a couple of co-workers. That felt good. What did not was the awful hangover I had the next day. It seems that 12+ hours of drinking doesn't equate into a productive next day.

Unproductive really doesn't even describe it correctly. I was useless. I felt awful. I didn't get out of bed until close to noon and then when I did get up I went to the beach and just laid around sweating and fighting of vomit.

Good times.