Most of the pictures are from Otisland, two years ago. Not all, but most. You can tell the Otisland pictures because they are outside. The hot dog pictures, for example, were taken from the all-you-can-eat weinerfest that we had near the trailer rotisserie. The inside pictures, that's when we moved the rolling Otisland party down the highway and back to Winston Salem, to our favorite outside sports bar on the West End. The first picture with the caption - well, that was a Google find.
Sorry you missed Otisland, Festmeister. We had a VIP ticket waiting at will call (you may recall that the VIP area was behind the velvet ropes, behind the tree). I'm also sorry that you would now characterize this sort of smoochy-smoochy, weiner-ingesting activity as, "the dark side." That says something - I'm not sure what, but it does say something. To me, however, such stuff just shows another day in Otisland. And if this is dark - I don't ever want to be light.
Now - bring on Das Spaten Girls - Grill baby, Grill!!!