Oh right

Barbecue happened yesterday, courtesy of Shaun Woo. You know whenever I'm at a barbecue I have this nagging need to be the one doing all the barbecuing, which usually leaves me without much left to eat, or without time to eat it. Something about standing in front of burning charcoal while attempting to cook meat without searing my hand off appeals to some strange, oppressed part of me that only comes out during barbecues. I'm fucking strange.

I was also half-expecting to be thrown into the pool and brought some extra clothes for absolutely no reason cause nothing happened to me. Amos got pushed in like twice though, cause Dennis is an evil, evil bitch.