I have the best life.
Yesterday Tom calls me and says that he has to fly a banner over the superbowl next month. He wanted to know if I would ground crew for him.
Of course.
Looks like I will spend Superbowl Sunday (football- that’s the one that bounces funny when you drop it, right?) at some desolate, abandoned airstrip just outside the Everglades, camping.
Cool.
I get to go camping and get paid for it. If I’m really lucky I can turn it into an article and get paid twice.
Now… where’s my Coleman lantern? The superbowl is almost here…
