Sometimes, when I am at home, I find myself yelling the weirdest damned things at my animals. For example, I just yelled “Rosie, stop licking the cat” and when I was finished, just sat there and thought about the absurdity of it all. For whatever reason, Steve was sleeping in a bed, and Rosie was just sitting there licking his back. I have no idea why.
Went out to eat tonight. Just me. Nice little family restaurant that I adore called Dovetail Fire and Ale. It used to be in Wellsburg, but they were in a space much too large and closed down after only a year. Fortunately, they opened up three weeks later in a much nicer, smaller venue, with much better foot traffic and in a bigger town (Follansbee). At any rate, I like the place- the people are nice, the food is yummy, and it is inexpensive. Tonight I had pulled pork and some coleslaw and chips, and a root beer that is ON TAP AND AMAZING. Came to 12 bucks.
The best pulled pork sandwich I ever had in my entire life was in Hope, Arkansas, which is better known as the birthplace of Bill Clinton. In 1999 or 2000, I don’t remember when, my roommate graduated from dental school and was going to Dallas/Ft. Worth to become an oral surgeon. For whatever reason, I forget the logistics of it all, he took a large uhaul with one of the cars, and his wife took a plane for some reason, so I drove the second car a couple days later. It was a fun drive- I went from Morgantown to Memphis the first day, stayed the night, and then drove from Memphis to DFW. I was just driving along and got hungry, and saw the sign for Hope, and knew it was Clinton’s birthplace, and decided to stop there and check it out.
Less than a half mile off the exit was a building that looked like an old Dairy Queen- you know the kind I am talking about- like this:
In the back was a smoke shack billowing clouds of smokey goodness. It had like only five items on the menu, and I went with the pulled pork. I got back in the car, got back on the highway, and let it cool down a little before eating. Eventually I took a bite, immediately got off at the next exit, drove back a couple miles to the bbq shack in Hope, and got two more sandwiches. It was that good. I’ve never had a pulled pork sandwich that even came close to as good as this one was. Ever. I dunno if the place exists anymore. Probably got paved over and they put in a McDonalds or some other shit. But boy was it ever good.
I think about those pulled pork sandwiches a lot. I’ve never been able to replicate it.
In other news- just about everything politically is awful. We “won” on the census, which is good news, until you reflect on it and our victory consists of just doing what we have always done and keeping the fourth reich from fucking it up. And the women’s team won, which is good.
The website development is coming along- I just paid another 3k bill, so that means we are in the next phase of development (the payments were staggered according to where we were in the process) and testing should be right around the corner.
Also had some solid rainstorms tonight. We’ve had a couple good ones the last few weeks. My phone is downstairs so I will post the videos later.
That’s it for me.