That's all that's in my fridge. You know why? Because I'm a good host. It is still officially a BYOB event, but I do have a little beer here. It seems like more than it is, honestly. I can't legally sell beer, but if you want some of mine, you MUST put a fair donation in the jar. You know what beer costs ($1.25 to $2.50 CDN depending on the kind), so make sure you cover what you drink.
Again, there is NOT ENOUGH HERE FOR EVERYONE. So do bring some if you can.
In my fridge: Asahi Super Dry, Black Sheep Ale, Cerveza Panama, Corona Extra, Crest Super, DAB, Dave's Massive Irish, Grower's McIntosh Apple Cider, Guarana Zoom, Guinness Draught, Hobgoblin, Kombuka Stinger, Magnat, Mott's Clamato Cesar, Niagara Apple Ale, Okacim, Red Baron, Rev2, Riggwelter, Saint Andre, Tetley's English Ale, Tsingato Beer, Vex Hard Lemonade, Waterloo Dark.
A couple notes: The Hobgoblin is Saira's. No drinking it. And the Kombuka is really cool — it's a lychee beer!
My wiring works! WOO WOO! I picked up some brighter bulbs too if we decide we want more light (but I doubt we will). And the motion detection works perfectly… But for the BBQ I'll just jack up the sensitivity and all that so it's on nonstop.
I just finished fixing the wiring in my back yard. The tower is totally wired for light, and the yard is totally wired for sound. I've replaced all the old cable with about three hundred feet of new wire — that took some time to cable-tie together! Anyway, with FOUR speakers hidden around the yard, the sound is REALLY nice out there… All that's left now is general clean up, prepping the tower, picking up some more lawn chairs, and pounding in all the tiki torches!
The official BBQ princess tells me that on Friday she'll do the URL stencil for the tower. I suspect that she'll also paint over and re-do my crappy crosses.
I'm not very good at stencilling it turns out. My hand it totally red from spraypaint, and it's not the greatest. It can be fixed another day… But you have to admit that it looks better with the red cross. I was supposed to put on the URL as well, but if I can't do a cross, there's no way I can do 26 (13+13) letters.
The lighting grid is up. Enormous — and I mean ENORMOUS — respect must go out to the three brave warriors who actually built the tower. All I had to do was climb up the top with a drill and the lights and assemble it up there. Now, that's not really easy to do by yourself since there were many times I wasn't holding on at all — stupid I know… I'm totally winded and sweating like a pig, but what I did was nothing in comparison to what they achieved!
HOWEVER. I did it with a hardship — the steps are pretty big, even for a tall guy like me. I noticed as I climbed, my zipper started opening. Then on the next step, the crotch of my pants tore. Each step I took, the rip got bigger. My boxer shorts didn't do much to cover me, but I figured that I'm standing in front of an empty lot amid some trees, so what do I care. As luck would have it, the guys on the construction crew that partks their vehicles in the lot next door were just getting off, and checked out what I was doing. I sure hope the bizarre tower distracted them from the fact that my cock was waving in the wind…
Oh, and I'm supposed to remind you who the Official BBQ Princess is.
