Reflecting on MisfitCon

As the waitress sits me down at my booth at The Frying Pan, I giggle a bit at the table top advertising their “premium coffee.” The nearby table hasexceeded the Hawaiian shirt quota for the city as I hear one of them begin a story with, “that Montana boy that married the Eskimo girl…”

The past two days have been some of the most inspirational and needed days that I’ve spent surrounded by top quality humans.

The city of Fargo, North Dakota may not be awake yet, but I’ve been wandering the street...