Sometimes, though, I break through the plexiglass ceiling like a lovelorn laser beam.
Witness my coining of the weekend, heading back to the car on the Pima Canyon trail with Chris, Dan, Skylar, and Kim:
Flock of Smeagols.
Heck yeah. . .
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