I’m at 17 years. I’ve traveled to fulfill obligations since, but the last time I planned PTO to go somewhere and relax with no set agenda was 2006.

  • Last February. SAD was hitting real hard, way worse than recent years, so the wife sent me off to San Diego to see my best friend. Must have been the vacation that was supposed to happen, because his roommate was a tattoo artist who had an opening that week and had been looking to do a botanical piece for someone. So now I carry around my favorite plant in all its summer glory everywhere I go.