BBQ, lots of BBQ. That's what my 4th of July was filled with. I ended up helping the roomie and the Cross-Eyed Pig cater to 200 people down in Hot Springs. It was my first catering gig. And it almost killed me. Still, it was fun even though I sweated out my own body weight. The house we were at was very nice! A 10 million dollar jobby, I'd say. It had it's own isthmus on Lake Hamilton, fer Pete's sake! The roomie also got his grill back so we broke it in last night with NY strips and chicken boobies. I ate very well this weekend. Bayly's new car (see below) is great! He let me drive it on Saturday, and it's a go-er.