Pork butts on the smoker at the nearest American Legion tomorrow. Bookies in place & big screen TV's. Pot luck.
If I go, I'll be on the back deck with a bunch of my redneck friends having cold ones.
Invited to the Derby a few years ago, said she had her own boxed seats, been in her family for decades, appropriate attire should be the order of the day.
I passed on what some would consider the chance of a lifetime, just not me. They say the place ain't easy to get in to.
