All packed and ready to go.
Gas stop in Cape
The EconoLodge.
Roger's
Karen. Hostess with the mostess.
Shirley.
Kenny the barbecue chef, Roger, and Rosie. Rosie puts up with Kenny for some unknown reason!
Two more lovely ladies, Tori & Traci.
Bear, Kenny, Karen.
The infamous cherries. Soaked for six months in spring water.
More Netscum. That's me on the far right.
The one and only Bear.
I think Charlotte took this one.
Check out the cool barstools. And the bar. And the neon lights.
More netscum.
Larry in East TN. The perpetrator of the cherries. Actually, after 2 or 3 you couldn't feel a thing. Looks like Boots is laffin' at him. Or somebody. Or maybe just happy - I dunno.
Sam's on the left. Nice number on the back.
Cherries, cinnamon, and pineapple, I think. Oh, and some of us, too.
Just a few bags of good lump charcoal for Kenny's fine barbecue. And some netscum, too.
Saturday morning. I think.
Barbecue joint in Union City, where I had to go to find a Cingular store because my phone went dead. Food's OK, but not even close to what Kenny makes.
