the daily dub

What a killer weekend skiing/boarding! I had blast, skied a ton, and haven’t smiled that much in one weekend in a while. My date had a blast too, which is good!

Friday: left work at 5:30, drove *5* hours to Sacramento, where it usually takes 2.5. Crashed hard.

Saturday: woke up at 6am, showered, got dressed, made breakfast, drove to Truckee, which took 4 hours, where it usually takes 2. Skied all day in unbelievable snow, and great weather (for me, great weather is a white out, sub 30 degrees). The cold made for really light, fluffy snow — easily the best skiing I’ve had in two years, and the most fun too. Again with all the laughing and smiles.

Later that day, we caught a few beers and live music at the lodge, caught up with my Sister in Truckee, had Sushi, some booze, and forgot the rest of the night. Crashed at 12:30am, woke up at 5am, thinking it was 1:30am, realizing, that it was, in fact, 6 am, and couldn’t go back to sleep. Too much fun!

Sunday: laid in bed from 6am to 8am, drove to Old Town Truckee, ate at “Squeeze In,” drove to Sugar bowl, met the parents, went skiing. I still can’t keep up with my Dad, even at our age difference; he can out endure me on the slopes. Not bad! Oh, and we all skied with Lance Armstrong!

Sunday was the first time I was truly in fear of my life and/or disfigurement — I hit a rock outcropping at speed, and did the “superman” — a face first, spread eagle flight over the sharp rocks, landing hard on my side. Not fun, but I’m okay. Just scary.

After skiing, we got some beers, went to Zano’s in Truckee, had spaghetti and pizza, and drove home. Again, 3 or so hours where it would have been 2. Got to Sacramento around 10pm, and decided to just crash there, and drive to work in the morning.

That turned out well — there was no traffic, and we made it to work before 9am. I am wiped out today. Posting this from work, after making some revisions, wiping them out accidentally, redoing them, and submitting. Long day… I don’t think I’d normally mess that up… whoops :p

But completely worth it – I had an awesome weekend!

I *whipped* ass at work today, and got a ski date for the weekend. Fuck Ya!

(I dragged ass at the climbing gym tonight, but we don’t talk about that… besides… I was up late last night…)

Read this, now. Hilarious! http://qdb.us/45632

For this Valentine’s Day, I blocked in a car that had stolen my *reserved* parking spot – all night, and hopefully, all day. I’m going in to work late, specifically to make this other person late. Oh, and I ride my bike to work!

Happy Valentine’s Day, moron!

Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live,devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad. — From Snowcrash, by Neal Stephenson (taken from here.)

I still have 3 years to think that I could be badass…

Also: “Hunger is the best Sauce.” – Mike T from Active NZ.