Now that I’ve had a few weeks to recover and reflect… Here’s how the Beast went down (And up. Mostly up).
I’m a midwestern native. I grew up in small town, rural Iowa, surrounded by farmers and corn fields. And somehow, I’ve never been camping.
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While patiently waiting in an oddly long line for late-night coffee at Java House last night (needed a little kick to keep me up to see Gone Girl), my wee little Java Cooler order got lost in the shuffle.