For those of you always working for the weekend.
My brother and I went up to Lake Placid over the elongated holiday weekend. On Monday we did a fourteen mile loop hike to Mount Colden. That night, while fireworks went off in the distance, and the campsites around us blared music and drank beer, we were both firmly ensconced in our beds by approximately 7:30.
The average guy has about a four-five year gap in his mid twenties between getting a salaried job and settling down before all ideas you and your buddies concoct on nights out slowly start to become more of a dream and less a reality. Two years ago I purchased the book Die Happy: 499 Things
