Speeding tickets that is. Thanks a lot Ohio. Other than that today was a successful first day of cross-country driving. Right at 1000 miles and a 15-hour day. Not quite sure where the destination is yet, but it is either Vail or Jackson Hole. Sleepy time now. I hope Ohio is swallowed up by a tidal wave that somehow magically skips over the entire right coast.
More nonsensical rambling about today HERE.
Last night Wife and I went on a dog sled ride and dinner at a place in Snowmass called Krabloonik. It was not quite what we expected, but ended up being quite a fun and unique time. I don’t think us or any of our dog team will be winning the Iditarod anytime soon, but we did set a world record for number of running dog deuces. George Carlin has an old bit about how you never see anyone “Taking a shit while running at full speed”. The late and great Mr. Carlin obviously never went on a dog sled ride.
It became obvious during the picture sequence when and where I spotted the camera guy. If you watch the pictures in sequence you can see where I first spotted him, then I tried to act natural for the camera, then it simply turned into an uncomfortable staring game between me and the cameraman. What a weirdo I am.
Last night made me examine exactly how we treat our dogs and just how lazy those mutts are. As soon as we get home they are either going to have to get jobs or enroll in community college. Roller coasters.[nggallery id=2]
No, it’s not a dwarf telling you that your hair smells nice. It is waking up in the morning, flipping on the news, and seeing this image flash across the screen:
What is happening to me right now is the equivalent of Jeff Spicoli heading over to the Australian and Hawaiian internationals only to find out that the ocean has dried up. Then winging on over to London only to find out that Keith has finally died of an overdose. He would be one sad stoner. I think I have made it pretty clear how I’m feeling right now. A snow drought? Really? Is that even a thing? If there was a god I’d swear he was smooting me…smiting me…either way, something bad. Luckily I live in the age of hot chicks giving out the weather.
I guess if you order a dessert called a “snowman”, you shouldn’t be surprised if this is what you get. It might just be the cutest dessert ever. It seemed like a tragedy watching him get eaten. Unfortunately this is the most snow we have seen in one place our entire week. I swear I heard him scream out in agony as the spoon knocked away his corncob pipe, plucked out his eyes of coal, bashed his button nose, and dug into his snowman brains. Thank you Jimmy’s Restaurant in Aspen! 
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Can you believe this is the same person in all of these pictures? In the top pictures he looks to be the smoothest, most hip fella, soaring through the air with the grace of an eagle. However, in the other he looks like an absolute degenerate with no table manners and the common sense of a bag of burnt dog turds. I promise you though, this is the same human being in all pictures. Somehow he has invented the long sought after spaghetti sandwich. I have no idea how we have existed this long as a species without the creation of the spaghetti sandwich. He has somehow taken the cumbersome act of eating spaghetti and made it even more of an awkward, clumsy hassle.
This young man’s name is Nick, he is a fine upstanding democrat. Wife and I both agree that he is one of the nicest kids we have ever met. Knowing him partially negates my experimental concept of abolishing all burdensome children from the planet.
The Carnival is officially under way. Made it into Colorado yesterday unscathed, without delay, and arms full of caramel apples. Needless to say, I’ve got a sour belly. But that is not going to stop us from dashing to the slopes this morning. We are about to brave some of the worst and most dangerous conditions the locals have seen in years. Because of the lack of snowfall there are bare spots and rocks jutting out. Then we told them we are from the east coast and they said we would be just fine and feel at home.
Hopefully the sun snow will come out. I can’t believe this is really only a day away!
We just got back from finalizing our estate planning. Since I was going to be away for a possibly extended period of time, Wife thought it might be a good idea. I am going on record right now to say that if anything mysterious happens to me in the near future I want her questioned immediately 😉 First the “OK” to travel cross-country without a mountain dog for safety, then a gun, now updates to my will. This is playing out like a bad Agatha Christie novel.
Looks like there may be a major overhaul to the calendar. The snow is not happening anywhere yet. So far this winter has had a preposterously small amount of snowfall for the entire country…nothing this bad since the 1800’s, at least that is what I was told by one of my heroes. I may have to abandon the ‘Colorado for January’ plan unless something changes in the near future. British Columbia Canada and Jackson Hole, Wyoming seem to be the only 2 places I am tracking that are getting any significant snowfall. There is still plenty of time, but something has got to happen soon.
Luckily for me the complete freedom for revision is one of my favorite aspects of Winter Carnival 2012!
After months of searching and waiting, the new Chariot of the Carnival has finally arrived. It’s fully equipped with 4 wheel drive for life threatening mountain passes, navigator so I can safely traverse from settlement to settlement, a backup camera so I don’t run over children, all-weather floor mats for filth and french fries, and a steering wheel. As you can see Chevy has done their part, they are an official sponsor of the Winter Carnival 2012 crusade. I feel pretty stupid and immature for putting these stickers on my new car, but I have been told those are 2 of my finest and most useless super-powers.
Oh yea, Merry Christmas and GO PACK GO!
But don’t think for a SECOND that my family is not protected. Anyone that knows me knows that I offer very little protection anyway. Now my family FINALLY contains a bad-ass gun wielding hot mama.
Well under 2 weeks until embarkation day for my journey. I can hardly believe how the time flies. My gear seems to have started living the carnie life before me. Regardless of what I am able to do in the next few weeks, if I’m able to pull off this pipe dream of mine or not, my snowboard is on it’s way to Colorado. Bon voyage, farewell, I bid you adieu.
I don’t know if I can actually go away. I turn my back for a few minutes and find 3 of my top paid guys rummaging through the dumpster. I’m not sure what they were looking for, but I guess this is better than catching them pantsless behind the dumpster. 