I’m glad I wasn’t the only one thinking about Dave pickin’ up his meat… 
sigh
Did I mention they’re the kind with the bone still in 'em?
Dave, I have been asked to function as a spokesman for the Society for the Ethical Treatment of Dopers to immediately cease and desist making grotesque allusions to your meat.
Thank you.
And if I weren’t so busy at work right now, I would have also said “to ask you to” in there somewhere.
Feh!
[Rib Nazi] No ribs for you! [/Rib Nazi]
[Rib Nazi] No ribs for you! [/Rib Nazi]
Just to make sure we got the picture the first time, Dave?
St00pId hAmstEr.
In other news, Biggirl emailed me last night to say the beer situation is under control, so all systems are go regarding the afternoon’s sudz.
I also am in receipt of a Texas check from a Texas chick. Thanks, Z.
YAAAARRRR! BEER!
A_V picked up stuff yesterday to begin work on our food and Jell-O shots. All is in hand.
Well, I made a loaf of bread last night (not very large, maybe Dave could sell slices to cover the damage that we’re going to do to his house!) and bought a bunch of bread. It’s real interesting trying to pack bread, let me tell you! Also, we might pick up a loaf or two while we’re in NYC if we see something interesting; or maybe some rolls if we can find a grocer. Do you need extra margarine?
Riiiiight. So, it’s almost Rib time! Wheee!
I picked up the ribs this afternoon.
I hope everyone has a hearty appetite, because there’s a mess o’ ribs in my fridge, and they need eatin’!
Zyada, we’re fine on margarine, thanks.
The person with whom I was getting a ride has had to cancel, kiddos. Hence, things are looking bleak in terms of my ability to attend the Ribfest. Just letting my public know.
Grrrr …
Where on Lawn Guyland are you, Cosmo?
Cosmo, perhaps Canby can give you a lift. She lives on the Island, too.
I don’t think Cosmo wanted to bug anybody by changing their plans.
She seemed fairly resigned to not going when I talked to her last night.
Cosmo, how far can you get on public transportation without a fuss? I’m sure someone can get you from somewhere. We’re driving up in a teeny car, and there may not be room for your chair and you, but we could try!
Gingy, great idea! I’m driving the USS Buick up there, and it can accommodate Cosmo and her chair with no trouble. We can get her. It’ll happen.
Please come, Cosmo! We wanna see you!
Dave, I wanted to remind you that, in addition to the ever-inflammatory Burner, I’ll be bringing a child. See you tomorrow!