Drowning out the noise

It feels like forever since I’ve up and gone on a plane, but that’s the type of hyperbolizing perfect for blogging.

I started off yesterday getting to the airport in Columbus, because that’s one of the places you go when you live in Cincinnati to save some money on airfare.

Blah Blah Blah. Fast forward through delays in Minneapolis and finally arriving at my destination: the Bears Gone Wild Fatty Farm and Day Spa—where I ended up languishing in a hot tub with a cold beer, looking up at the Milky Way with negligible light noise.

It’s very zen.

Tomorrow, I hop in a raft and continue to celebrate the masculine lifestyle.