The Price was Wrong

I'm still recovering from a crazy, albeit short, tour down the west coast. Three weeks ago, Ben and I loaded up the truck and headed south for a short, week and a half tour through California.

It was the longest week and a half trip I've ever been on. I don't say that in a negative way, because nothing bad happened on the trip. It was eventful, yes. Actually, it was probably one of most memorable trips I've ever been on with Threefold.

It started with a small church in Oakdale, CA, continued as we narrowly escaped an avalanche in South Lake Tahoe, and concluded with me being called down as a contestant on The Price is Right. Yes, you read that correctly. My childhood fantasy was fulfilled when I was actually given the opportunity to be on The Price is Right. But alas, I didn't make it out of contestant's row. I was the last one called for the day and had only one chance to bid. I overbid on the manliest Barbecue I've ever seen. It broke my heart. Oh well. We can all tune in on March 27 as the episode is broadcast in all it's glory. I think I made a fool of myself as I came down to the front.