Saturday Postdiluvial Pig Photo: June 6, 2009

Sure, I get nostalgic. I remember when Saturdays in June meant firing up the smoker, loading it up with pork shoulder and brisket and spare ribs, cracking open a Tecate and reading the Times in the backyard. But that was all a dream -- that was all before. You don't want to linger on old pictures like this, LaTur. There aren't enough pigs on the Ark to spare. Hell, there's not enough dry to make fire.