Lost in the woods

But then, luckily, found again before night fell and the banjos came out (insert horrible Ned Beatty joke here).

We had our annual agency meeting at Marlin President Michael Stelzer’s beautiful 150-acre ranch yesterday. A great time with good peeps, laced with a limb-endangering hayride, waver-worthy zip linin’, a redneck driving range, piles of sweet shredded pork and banging on red-hot iron. What the hell else could you want from a company meeting?

Thanks to Judith for organizing, Sam for scripting the Silver Dollar City encounter in the woods and Michael for everything else.