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3.11.2005

hey! what the hell?!

of course, the previous sentence should be uttered in a confused, exasperated southern accent, as roberto often does when doing an impression of his north carolina neighbors. and the word hell really should be pronounced "hail."

i drove mista overman to the airport this morning, and even though it's sunny and gorgeous and in the forties here in steamboat, it is a sad day. what are jenn and i going to do without him?

we skied at howelsen hill yesterday afternoon, which is the little 450 foot vertical training hill in town, entirely separate from the larger steambot ski area. howelsen only runs the platter pull during the week and, well...

roberto blew his ass out.

he fell down while the lift was pulling him up the hill, and tore the ass out of his ski pants, down the inseam all the way to his knees.

he looked like mc hammer.

to add insult to injury, the little 9 year old girl coming up behind him had this to say:

looking back at her friends
"hey guys, watch out, an old guy fell up here!"
looking at rob
"watch out, dude."

rob will be pissed at me for including this story in my blog, but it was too good to pass up.

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