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…