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This week in Laporte, my life took a turn for the nautical, as I snagged an invite to crash a marina in Nassau. Embracing my inner Govinda Kai of non-attachment (the ‘lunaticmonk’), I packed by bag to squat on a sailboat that neither I own nor am owned by—a swanky vessel moored in the exotic…

Let’s face it, my adulting skills take a nosedive faster than a penguin on a slip ‘n slide as soon as the first snowflake hits the ground in northern Minnesota. And thanks to the last four years of home office life—where the only dress code violation involves accidentally standing up during a Teams call—my wardrobe…

Or something like that. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve graced you with tales from Laporte, enough that this segment might as well be dubbed ‘This Time-of-Who-Really-Keeps-Track in Laporte’. This week, we dusted off our boots for some frolicking in nature – because who needs indoor heating when you can embrace the frostbite? We…

To channel the Bee Gees, last week was all about ‘Stayin’ Alive’—a theme song for anyone trying to keep chickens intact while Mom and Dave were off channeling their inner Tour de France in the Black Hills. Alec and I were left as the guardians of the Great Chicken Empire: five feathered citizens living on…