Tonight will be my first experience as a BBQ Fest team member. Tonight is “Friends and Family Night,” for team members only, and you have to have a special ticket to get in.
It will also be my first time to see my team’s booth. Well, sort of – I saw it from the riverwalk, about 100 feet away, on Sunday, when it was being built, but I didn’t dare go into the park. I knew if I did, someone would hand me a hammer and give me chores to do. Part of my deal when I agreed to join the team was that I wouldn’t have to do any construction work.
Ya know… I wouldn’t have blamed them if they had charged me $100 more than everybody else to be on the team… because I really have done nothing. Most of those guys have been toiling away in the hot sun all week, while I’ve been sitting in the Saucer drinking beer. Then again, I’m the one who’s making sure all the Saucer waitresses and bartenders get invited to our booth, so I guess that’s a valuable contribution in a sense. And I’m loaning the team the disco ball that hung in my office when I taught at the U of M. Unfortunately I don’t have a motor for it – the piece-of-crap motor that came with the thing died about midway through my teaching career. If anyone has a spare disco ball motor that we can borrow, let me know.
Congrats to my trivia team The Rapscallions, who took second place last night, bringing our total gift certificate stash to $195. It definitely helped that Clay’s team, which in recent weeks has been our stiffest competition, was not there. I’m partly responsible for that – I took a couple of our trivia team members aside a couple of days ago, and asked them to find Clay (who is a member of our BBQ team) something to do Tuesday evening. Heh. Bet he hates it that he missed last night… he would have come up with a lot of good team names related to Jerry Falwell’s death. There’s always next week though.
Here’s an idea for anyone brave enough to do it… find a place that rents Teletubby costumes, dress up as Tinky Winky, and show up at Jerry’s funeral.
All right, that’s all for now. Gotta drive downtown and drop off that disco ball.