Sitting at my desk, acting busy with papers strewn about and interrupting boredom with emails and web surfing, I saw this and this. Gawd Damn, now that’s deep! Now don’t get me wrong but I’m growing a little tired of this 80 degree weather bullshit. I need snow! Not some type of Belgian disco tech sitting up in VIP skiing with Boonen but that light fluffy Utah champagne. Yeah’now!
Beggers can’t be choosers, and in this case I was desperate. Usually skiing in AZ is characterized by fruit-booters, levi clad, Starter jacket wearing ass-hats. Rumor was that 18 inches of fresh was waiting with no crowds…I’ll bite. It was Tuesday and I decided to ditch work. No email, no courtesy phone call. I ain’t coming in.
Take note of the empty chair. Funny thing was, most of these lines are mine. No one skis the trees at this place, so I was in happier than a pig in shit when I found knee to mid-thigh deep untracked pow. Definately avoided the bummer life this day. I didn’t even have to use mah AK, damn it was a good day!by