Team accountant Frank buying ice. Of course “Mr. Load-in” was right there with the assist.
More food. Can you tell I’m exhausted and have given up even trying to be witty with these photo captions?
Misty, Buddha, and Uncle Ray
Nikki and Andre
My neighbor Peter discussing the booth design with lead artist Sarah
Jeannie, me, Panda
Somewhere between the 23rd and 24th Fireball shot I stopped to take this pic.
Full photo album (about 110 pics I think) here. These BBQ Fest photo albums just aren’t the same without pics of the Nuh-Uh Girl eating.
Today is judging day. My teammates will be in the park at 10 AM getting the place spotless for the judges. We’ve re-worked our presentation this year and we better bring home a trophy. Otherwise I will have to listen to our inspirational leader/father figure go “BULL….. SHIT” for four hours and I just can’t take another year of that.
I don’t make a positive impression on judges so I’m staying out of the tent while that is happening. Going to hit Panda’s bar at Bardog for an abbreviated Saturday session then will be in the park about 1.