I just want to publicly acknowledge that tomorrow or, technically, later today, I will be entering the Davis Mega Maze. I've conquered this maze three years running (with a little help), but this year, it is highly possible that my corn-cutting team will be down a few key members. For example, last year's star mapper, Jimbo (name changed to protect identity) may not be present. What is a man to do?
I've had to think quickly. And I came up with an idea.
I rented a helicopter and am spending the night surveying the maze from above. It was worth the $7,250.
Still, despite my extraordinary pre-game efforts, I may, once the proverbial husk hits the weevil, get lost.
So . . .
If I never make it to the top of the world and this blog comes to an unsatisfactory conclusion, it's because I'm trapped in a bunch of corn. In which case: