Aug 12, 2011


This coming weekend is one of my favorites of the year. A group of 18 of my closest friends and I descend on a small town with a flowing river nearby and proceed to float in tubes, drink copiously, wear cowboy boots, have long talks on a huge porch, gorge ourselves on snacks and famous mac and cheese, and create memories to talk about the next year (thanks to waterproof cameras, nothing goes un-documented).

And, yes, we've got t-shirts.

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