Sunday, March 25, 2007


I'm at the desk in Aspen. Sitting here, listening to bird songs and dub reggae. Not a bad moment. This has been one of the greatest weekends of my life. Pg. 160, the cowbird. Page 162, Scarlett Taninger. Pg. 163, Cardinal. Pg. 165, Rose Breasted Grosby. Pg. 163, Blue Grosby. Indigo Bunty.

I'm considering my life. Feeling fantastic, enhanced by a buzz. Skied all day. Party on the back side apres ski, then got stoked on huge wet sunset back-side-Aspen tow-in laps, hosted by Mr. Maui Elston himself driving the Snowmobile. Nice. Skied with Mr. Justin, Dan the Man, and Kurk the Fantastic. Christian blew my mind with a speed take-off yank that nearly broke me. I'll never connect and commit to a tow-rope unless I know for sure that the snowmobile driver knows i'm there.

173, March Sparrow. Pg. 174 Pine Woods Sparrow. Pg. 175, Tree Sparrow.

Life is good in Aspen, Colorado. There is a big secret lying here, and while I don't want to go giving it away, I just have to say, life is so good living here. I'll tell you the truth. I work pretty hard (although i've spent lots of time not working hard), in a uniform, and mostly keep a smile on my face. I try to skin up a mountain when work is over now that it's spring and it stays light late.

I ski every damn moment I can, whether it's my lunch break, or a Saturday or Sunday, when I just can't miss. I have to ski. It is like heroin. (I've never done heroin, but I really like skiing.) Pg. 179, McCallans, Long Sparrow.

Life is good. Choose a good one, and choose to be happy. I swear to god it works for me. I drink like a fish in my free-time, I party hard, and ski hard, and love hard, and smile as much as possible, and talk about happy things as much as I can; and it works. Let me recommend it highly.

Life is so good, skiing, being outside, being with the best people in the world, living in one of the best towns in the world.

I blow it sometimes, and get stressed out, do something dumb, or hard, or painful, and i'll forget how lucky I am, for a lonely second; but when I remember how good it is, how much I have to be grateful for, I just can't help but smile again; and tell somebody next to me that we are the luckiest people in the world.

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