I'm gonna barbecue in the morning. I'm gonna barbecue at night. And I won't stop this barbecue baby, cause this way everything's alright.

1:24am-- Chris finally called it quits. Adam returned from Italy. Matt and I are hanging in.

I've been running on 3 hours sleep and I'm fading.

Our pork is coming along. Our earlier difficulty maintaining temperature consistency appears to be a thing of the past. I'm pretty sure a dawn goal is realistic.

The smell here is intoxicating. I'm still hungry despite the huge quantity I've consumed so far. Sunday will be a great day too.
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