My Disc Golf Bag

I’ve been playing disc golf for nearly a year and a half.1I actually watched it on YouTube for over a year before ever playing, so I learned a lot about the sport first. It’s an incredibly fun activity that I play mostly by myself in California, and love meeting up with friends to play while back in Minnesota. It’s relatively cheap to get into, lets me explore fun bits of nature, I get to directly compete against myself, and have a clear way of seeing whether I’m improving.

My set of discs has mostly stabilized (with the exception of losing a disc here or there), so I thought it would be good to talk through each disc and why I like to use them.

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    I actually watched it on YouTube for over a year before ever playing, so I learned a lot about the sport first.

When the Moon Hits Your Eye

Driving south offered the perfect view of the evening sky. I first noticed the red-orange moon rising to my left, hovering just above the Wyoming plains in the distance. It looked unreal, as if someone had set it there for me to reach out and grab. Somehow the moon looked to be angled ever so slightly, as if it were a flat circle that had rotated just a little to make it clear that it had no depth.

Out the window to my right were larger hills, small mountains, behind which the sun began to set, casting its warm glow across the horizon until the separate rays met at the moon.

It was a glorious half hour of a long drive.


The next morning I left at 4:30, and for the first time on a road trip had a full moon shining overhead as I drove west. Freeways in the middle of the country so rarely have any lights, except at exits if you are lucky. The moon was comforting, guiding my way until the sun came out from behind me a few hours later.

It’s moments like these where I have the smallest appreciation for what celestial bodies meant to our ancestors even a hundred years ago, let alone thousands when they were worshipped as entities to be appeased.

Permission to Relax

Immediately after coming back from my honeymoon this weekend, I came down with a bad cold. (COVID test was negative, so just your regular funk.) I’m trying to be better at balancing pushing myself to hold to expectations I set regarding my various hobbies and side projects, and giving myself the leeway to relax and take care of myself. Last night, Grant and I recorded a shorter episode of Comical Start without any comics, and I barely did any editing. And for this week, I’m writing this post as a stopgap.

Things should be back to normal next week, but it feels good to allow myself the room to do what I need.

A Hurricane?

Just a quick note, since I’m on my honeymoon: There’s a hurricane on its way through Florida. That’s not something we expected to deal with during our time here, but I think we’re in a reasonably safe spot. It messes with a few of our plans, but we’ll certainly be together for whatever happens.

Thoughts From the Aftermath

Erin and I got married on Saturday, September 17. It’s been a few days, and we haven’t yet gotten used to calling each other husband and wife. They still sound like overly adult terms.

It’s a funny feeling. There’s so much building up to just a few moments in a day when you move from engaged to married. Then everything is over, you enjoy a party with friends and family, then that is over too. You’re left with a scattershot of memories from a whirlwind of an evening, and a lifelong partner. It’s a lot to take in.

We’re thrilled with how everything went, with how the weather cooperated, the people we got to celebrate with. We’ve cleaned up the area, and are preparing for our honeymoon. Maybe by the time that is over we’ll feel more comfortable with our new titles for each other.

Back to The MN State Fair

I haven’t been to the Minnesota State Fair since 2017, just prior to my senior year of college. Since then, my travels home haven’t aligned with the event, so I’ve missed out on the fun and festivities I was lucky enough to enjoy for so many years.

Finally, with Erin and I being back for our wedding, we were able to return. We only spent about 4.5 hours there, but we enjoyed an abbreviated version of the fair trips we looked forward to each year of college. It was genuinely exciting to go back, to have the familiarity of the sights and sounds and smells, and spent quality time together in the unique atmosphere the fair provides.

And for the record, I ate:

  • A strawberry nutella crepe
  • Most of a cone of Sweet Martha’s cookies
  • An elk burger with a side of fries
  • A Pronto Pup
  • A pork chop on a stick