Hello there, readers. Whiskey here. It’s far too early for a human being to be up, and I haven’t much time. Why, you ponder? It’s because I leave today for a camping trip in the wooded and scenic portion of western Maryland! Normally the concept of such backwoods “roughing it” is nothing more than mere novelty (see: assorted spring breaks, trips to Casey’s cabin et al.) but this one promises to be different. In short, it is because about a year ago I was invited by SEVERAL old bosses who happened to be friends to tag along on their annual camping trip. The price tag was cheap, the expectations (i.e. fun, alcohol, laughter, etc.) were reasonable, and frankly, this seemed like a fantastic chance to level the playing field, so to speak, with my old bosses! I’ll be back in one week’s time with, hopefully, many memories and photographs.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to finish packing my hiking shoes, dental floss and half-bottle of scotch. Salut!
-whiskey
