The giant airbus across from my baby Delta plane has a bunch of smelly French People waiting for their late plane to take off. They are sitting near me smelling like a combo of ass and lilacs.
This weird orb adds a layer of Huh to an otherwise interesting small town skyline. It is part of the Women's Basketball Hall of Fame which looks a lot bigger than you would think is necessary.
I am leaving with a growler of their IPA! Tennessee is better than Georgia! Also, the guy came back and the girls are happy they are back. I am the Yoda of college hook-ups!
While I sober up, I am helping a dude hook up. It is funny to see the guy with his weak lines. I told him to just get a number and leave. I told him to then come back in a few minutes to tell them they were so nice they had to come back. Hope it works!
Here is my giant beer sampler. A fitting reward for having to travel on a Sunday. 7 beers is the highest number I have seen in a sampler. The place is hopping for a Sunday night but it may be because the Vols basketball team won.
I will not miss the cold but I will miss the scenery. The sun coming through the trees and hitting the snow is as beautiful as the sunset I will see in Miami next week.
We went to our friend's house last night and played an addictive game called Farkel. It involves dice, math, and inevitably beer. Lots of fun but confusing.
This is called Ike's Carvery Club Sandwich. It is Angus beef with sage turkey and bacon with horseradish on whole grain bread. It was too big to finish!
The suburbs of Minneapolis look just like everywhere else. Hotels have assclowns where they say "are you a road warrior?" and I vomit a little in my mouth. The minute I say yes, I might as well get a toupee and some sansabelt slacks.
I walked out on a lake following tire tracks that were already there. The guy in the ice hut was cutting through the 30 inch thick ice with a chainsaw. I am not sure it was a good idea to talk to the toothless guy that smelled like whiskey.
A good bit of snow makes the Minnesota Viking look manlier in the 8 degree weather. It is going to go up to 9 degrees tomorrow so I better find my thong!