off the grid

catching three feet of air off the world’s sweetest jump

As usual, I’m procrastinating between trips.

I should really be sleeping or packing or anything else other than blogging. But I’m an idiot so you get 3 minutes of entertainment. Whoo.

Forced vacation from work is somewhat annoying, but I decided to make the best of it and take a few extra days to hang out with super best friends of clan Bovee (the respectable highland Bovees best known for honor and an amazing wardrobe of ripped sleeve t-shirts, not those cattle-thieving lowland Bovees who pee in the shower) for a few days at the Shrine Mountain Inn near Vail Pass.

It was a glorious time chock full of family games, absurdly huge feasts, mirthful imbibery, earned turns, and blissfully, not a single email or phone call. Escapism is an attractive lifestyle.

In a few short hours, I’m Jersey bound. With luck and fortitude, I’ll be eating an entire pizza by myself within 12 hours.