Yay, Scott got a job!! We’re thinking his new boss is a drug addict, but as long as he can hold his hand still to sign the paychecks, we’re gold!

Or at least the raft is spiraling more slowly and looks sort of sparkly now that the sun has come out a little.

We ran right out and stuffed ourselves with so much sushi last night, they created the Wisconsin Roll just for us: an entire walleye wrapped in seaweed then deep-fried in beer batter.

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