Lots of meat.

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Even with a minor log sized bone, I'll bet there is... was... six pounds of meat.  Some of it will be lost to tough bark, but most will do nicely.  I had a pound to start, if a fifth was lost to hard bark... a sixth.  Later I cut the rest from the bone.  From that I ate two thirds of a pound, a quarter of which wasn't edible.  That should, mostly, be all for hard bark.

I have four or five pieces, good sized chunks, remaining.  I'll put those up shortly... should be cool enough.  I am surprised how well it cooked.  The thermometer is your friend.  It got hotter near the end, in spite of stoving the smoker down.  The roast went from 101° to 150ish° F in the last half hour, which surprised me.  Next time I will watch more closely toward the end.  I suppose it's size turns it into a mantle... increasing heating as it heats.  Still, not horrible.  I'd like more edible bark.

I did have to switch day and night meds, again, yesterday.  Today too probably.  I'd like to bag trash out, though not actually needed.  There simply isn't enough to go to the curb.  Perhaps I could finish laundry.  I did put dishes to soak in the sink.  I probably won't finish those this morning.  I am tiring.  Medicine and towels, bedtime, then a shower and shave first thing upon waking.  Sleep and waking are short shifts, and I am still exhausted.  I'll keep trying.

Good night.