Sunny and cool in Columbus. The preparation is over. After my hundred one armed push ups while listening to "Four Dead in Ohio" I shave with my left hand. (it makes it more mindful like left handed masturbation). I don my colors and take out my buckeye nut and run it through my fingers feeling its smoothness it's crevices it's weakness as I walk barefoot in the shadow of death through the morning dew. The Bear's awake and on the hunt

Checking in wide awake (and surprisingly perky as hell) from Columbus - let's roll.

Epic.