rain dance.

We need rain, badly. 

My two major pastimes, my two pseudo-professions, my two loves of my life...fishing and barbecue....hindered by lack of moisture. 

Fishing is actually great right now, but we'll pay for it in a couple months when the water drops dramatically and restrictions go into place.  Enjoy it while you can, I suppose. That is, unless we get a solid few days of constant showers. I'm not holding my breath. 

And I'd much rather be writing about upcoming driveway shindigs and graduation parties galore. But, instead, I have to acknowledge the very real Level 2 Fire Ban locally, affecting live fires inside my smokers. Can't have 'em. If I had an electric pellet smoker the size of a VW Bug, I'd be set. But, then, I wouldn't be me. 

Typically, I'd just play dumb and fire it up anyway. But the dryness is too dangerous. All it takes is one unnoticed ember floating into a sea of dead grass on any side. of my residence to ignite a potential 911 call. And I don't want to be that guy. Wouldn't look good. 

So I'll just monitor the weather and the bans currently set in place. Maybe I'll call the local fire department and plead my case, promise to have a water hose at quick disposal....I'm pretty certain I already know their answer, though. 

At any rate, stay tuned and be safe. 

-earl

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