Pass me some NyQuil, Dad. It’s time to render myself unconscious for my 12 hour trip to Colorado. Hopefully my father doesn’t deem it necessary to make a “pit stop” at Cabela’s this year, but you just never know with that man. Soon enough I’ll be hitting the road toward Denver where we will stay for the night, and then continue to Breckenridge the following morning. I hope the hotel we’re at tonight has free WiFi. Otherwise I’ll kill myself.
Oh, and the Cindy Crawford photo? Just to get your attention.
Peace out, girl scouts.
“Hey guys, what’s up?”