You won’t be able swing a cat without hitting a “best something of 2011” list this week. So as unoriginal as this might be, I’ll join in.
Old Friends, Good Times: For the past several years, I’ve been joining a group of old friends from college for a week of fishing on northern Minnesota’s Lake Winnibigoshish. This year’s trip honestly wasn’t much different than all those before it. We pulled ‘crawler harnesses along mid-lake humps by day and gorged on walleye fillets at night. We called each other obscene names, threw hard objects at each other, sliced inconspicuous slits in half-drank beer cans when heads were turned (if you’ve never pulled this on someone, you need to) and generally did our best to get cheap laughs at each others’ expense, as only good friends do. But we also talked about kids and jobs and wives and the lives we’ve built since generally parting ways after school. There’s nothing like it.