Harmon wanted something new. I was going to post today anyway. Now I get to post and think up another murder fantasy scenario about him. So it's a win-win.

Always looking for an excuse for gluttony, Neil, Smithwick and I journeyed to the much-ballyhooed Bay City Pig Gig last weekend. It's a momentous event. They even have a tortoise! Basically, going to the pig gig involves gorging yourself on smoked pig flesh and staring at hot chicks.

I know what you're going to say. You can't eat just meat. You have to round out your meals. What about your vegetables? Perish the thought! I would never suggest skipping the veggies! Vegetables are an important part of any healthy diet! Heck, these folks even offered to dress up your baked potato. Yet even with all these choices Neil still chose only butter. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is exactly why he is a fool. But, fool or not, he is a dainty eater, folks. And neither you or I can take that away from him. Nor should we try. But while I chose to eat my ribs Neil, for some reason, chose to try and inflate his.

There were less entrants this year for some reason. But as you can see by their awards, Chili's ain't got nothin' on these guys.

With the exception of the last round of ribs I had from some joint in Mt. Pleasant, everything was MIGHTEE TAST-EE. Can't you just smell it? It really is a shame that the portions are so large. I'd really like to eat a wider variety of stuff but you fill up pretty quick. Even the mighty Neil was only good for a couple rounds. I didn't even want to contemplate eating this. My heart seized at the very thought. But wouldn't the angina almost be worth it?