Sitting here watching the Storm Of The Century swirl around my downtown window and having a bit of trouble focusing on work. Snow goes left, snow goes right, snow goes up (?), snow goes down - well it sort of goes down. Good. After boarding moguls in the backcountry yesterday (Sunday) in crappy weather before bailing and heading home, I'd be pleased to have any of this spinning snow cyclone actually land.
My thoughts are on two things:
1. Will I be able to get the Prius home in this snow? (no) And
2. A WAY SWEET day skiing in Neffs Canyon on Saturday.
You are saying to yourself: "Self, didn't this guy - this AMAZING guy - didn't he just barely ski in Neffs last Sunday?" Well listen here, Self - if that is your real name - I'm not gonna take any more of your guff! I have all the guff I need as it is (in the handle-pits of the car doors)! I will ski Neffs two weekends in a row because that's what I'm gonna do! You can cram your guff where the sun don't shine! Besides, this time we skied all over the place in Neffs and then dropped out the bottom to the car. And that's Totally Different.
There's more where that came from! Oh Yeah!
1 comment:
I start to comment. Discover that more than comment, I ponder. Pondering gives me headache. Will pass headache on to you, as comment.
I don't know. Seems low blow. YOU figure it out. You have MOUNTAIN named after you.
Ah.
Will make List.
List of things to Ponder.
Number 1.
BIG ponder: If I write "note to Self," does it stay with me, or go to you? The thought is too much for me and I go Bobble-Head.
2. Did you get Prius home? Just pondering.
I think that perhaps the reason the Prius balks at leaving Mt. Olympus-land is that it thinks itself a god. After all, it has a name that ends in "us," and a system that runs on nectar, and sometimes goes...Roman. Roam..in. Nevermind.
C. I mean 3. Did the cyclonic snow ever land?
(perhaps a few inches...somewhere..
Toto? Toto??)
4. Neff's takes you to the PARKING LOT? From Point A??? Validated?
5. Thanks for the way cool pictures, the laughing from the great writing, and "The Name."
You know, for the stuff in my door handle. The NAME. "Guff" has always been one (some? no...you are right..one...it has congealed)) of my greatest assets, but up until now, I did not know what to call it when filling out forms that ultimately define my worth.
Now, thanks to you, and to all of my Guff (I mean my ONE Guffs), my worth has grown exponentially.
Oh. Along with my SELF*-ESTEEM.
*unless that is YOUR esteem (see List: Items to Ponder, Number 1)in which case, go ahead and name another mountain after your...self...and never mind me...
sigh.
- With Luff, Your Friend,
Listing Badly
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