It's Ya Boy

I've always wanted to hike Angel's Landing. The National Park Service announced they would institute a lottery system to alleviate crowding on the trail beginning on April 1, 2022. Given my lack of ability to plan ahead, I knew I had to sneak the hike in before April or be destined to never experience the trail for the rest of my life. I made my way to Utah on the last weekend of March. March is the perfect time of year to visit Zion National Park. It was about 50 degrees in the morning and up to maybe 70 degrees during the day, which is perfect for hiking through the rocks and the canyons. I stayed at the SpringHill Suites in Springdale. You should definitely stay in Springdale. Every hotel offers complimentary continental breakfast and you start your day with a spectacular view of the sun shining off the canyon wall. There's nothing better. There is a free shuttle that runs through multiple stops in the town of Springdale to the pedestrian entrance of the park. There is a

Ten bands... Fitty bands... Hunnid bands... Fuck it man... This song takes me back to 2015, cruising down I-476 near Philadelphia on my way home from yet another winning poker session. Life was good. I was twenty-four years old, rolling with my windows down, music blaring, and twenty grand in cash in a backpack on the passenger seat. I had just founded my first startup in esports. Between the business and poker and my blind confidence, you couldn't tell me I wasn't about to be twenty-five sitting on twenty-five mil. I don't recall the exact lyrics after "Fuck it man..." but it didn't matter. I always replaced them with my own while rapping along. I don't flaunt this shit in public man... Nope. Not ya boy. I've always been private and introverted. I rarely post to social media. I never had more than a couple hundred friends on Facebook, and permanently deleted the account (college pictures and memories be damned!) years before it became popu