Snow Syracuse and Soggy Pants
Drove home yesterday and it was great weather. Went to bed woke up this morning and it was snowing like crazy. I fucking hate driving in the snow. Went to my old high school and talked to some teachers that I'm still friends with (I know that is kinda weird). Then Jes dragged me out to the ski slopes for some night snow boarding. As you may (or may not) know, I can not snow board. I've done it twice previous to now and neither time was what one might call successful. Well, since the slopes have only been open for a short while the bunny hill wasn't open at all. Hence, Jes dragged me up the chair lift (they had to stop it for me to get on the first time) and made me go down the hill. The end result, I now have a very sore, very wet (I don't have ski/snow pant that fit me.) ass, and I may actually know what I'm doing when I go down the hill. I am not saying that I am any good and that I don't need shit loads more practice. But, my second ride down the hill, I was able to only fall when I was expecting it (I either did it on purpose or knew what I did the caused me to fall). So the news flash of the night is I can (in theory) snow board, and I went down a real ski slope with out killing myself.