A little studying music.
Finished putting all the photos in my Baking Portfolio. Damn thing weighs almost seven pounds. I will post all the photos including formulas once I am done with the two-day practical final that starts at 7 a.m. tomorrow.
I’ll leave you with some Down By Law!
I was a fan like hell before, but this is the song that really caught me.
Sounds like the grand finale to me… Eh. It was still years ago. I’m just scared to live in a world without a Mr. Chi Pig.
So here’s Unca Mo’s Rant.
Don’t fucking do methamphetamines. That shit will kill you. If you are gay, own it and be gay. I’ll still love you. Don’t be like Mr. Chi Pig. Losing teeth and shit. He’s gay and it’s cool. Hell, our eyes met in the bathroom in the El Rey in 1999. I’m straight as fuck, but I was all giddy with hero worship… Dude, Mr. Chi Pig, you can get anyone you want. Just get off the meth!
I’m about to walk to my buddy’s house with a bag full of apricot wood to start up a batch of pulled pork. I’m taking the camera so I can do a foto-tutorial for you all. It’s easy to get a nice smoke flavor even if all you have is a cheapy propane grill. Of course, I walk over to Loke’s house all the time to drool over his state-of-the art grill, but I’ll show you how it’s done anyway!
I’ll also post the recipe for my “Bastard Sauce.” You’ll like it!
In the meantime, listen to “Drunk on a Bike,” by SNFU!
Mo