7 February 2004

Tonight I was kind of a cross between Shaun White and a Screamin' Demon, minus the cheering and minus the cab 900s.
Awesome conditions, a bit cold, but some good snow, too bad we didn't all have goggles, that put a damper on some of the shredding. There were five of us tonight, thanks to the addition of Kelly, who shredded hard core. The discovery of the night was that shaped skis make shredding better, but since I don't ski since that is for sissies, that didn't really apply to me. Luckily it didn't snow enough to get us stuck in Boone, but we did get to dine at the 2 story Wendy's.
And also, pictures in a snowy field would have been nice.
Anyway, all in all a very nice evening, even after a nasty loss at the hands of my arch nemesis.
Sunday is on the horizon, a Sunday with no football and no NASCAR, and that is a shame, it means plenty of work for me, and most likely, new content for you.
Daytona is right around the corner.

Oh, and that whole "vote for your favorite super bowl commercial" thing didn't exactly work too well. So we won't try any crap like that again.

And, if anyone finds a wallet belonging to one Ryan J. Feeley, please let me know, or just IM PICCOLODEAC . Right, you've been great, my time is done.