Well, Monday night at 7:19 pm it became official--I'm a manly man now. That was the moment that I finished assembling my new grill. That's right, we have a grill now. And I assembled it. And from this point forward, we'll be eating meat. Lots of meat. That I "Barbecue" (not "cook"--cooking is for ladies. Barbecuing is for manly men).
Here is a picture of the new beast in all it's glory.
Here's a picture of me, doing what manly men do. Pretend that's steak, not chicken.
Here is a picture of the new beast in all it's glory.
Here's a picture of me, doing what manly men do. Pretend that's steak, not chicken.
In other news, the Platte River is VERY high right now. This is the point on the Platte River Bike Trail (which runs next to the Platte River) where I had to turn around today--there was just no getting through that one.
8 comments:
This is a great blog, Joel. I finally came across it today. I really enjoy your writing, and I find myself laughing outloud a lot (even when I'm alone at home) at your humor.
Oh, those are tongs you're holding! I thought for a second that the manly man was scratching his chest. . . .
Truely manly men where forest green sweatshirts (or Ts) with a big, gold "G" on the front.
although they sometimes get words like "wear" and "where" mixed up.
Hey Joel...
I randomed upon this today. I know randomed is not a word, but I feel that it should be. Looks like you've got a great spot to be out there - even if it's in the big, dirty city. The hiking/biking pictures say there's more to do out there, which is great.
Way to go on the BBQ!
Just seeing if I have this thing figured out know . . . good talking to you tonight.
i guess the new grill means you and Jill won't be coming "up" to use our grill to do your sausages...sigh...
sid and brenda
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