Monday, November 30, 2009

I Want You

Mountains.

I miss you.

I also miss not getting run over while running.

Though I will be gracious in thanking Nintendo and Mario Cart for
giving me the skills to navigate New Jersey highways smoothly and
fluidly. And yes I swerved to avoid a banana peel on rte 287.

I will see you tomorrow night Mountains. Then the next day. And the
day after that. And so forth.

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Friday, November 20, 2009

2 pictures for you

Dinner.

Its Delicious.

(Tofu in Indian Red Pepper simmer sauce & baked Curried Acorn and
Summer squash w/ onion, carrot, and garlic)

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Monday, November 16, 2009

The RMNP

The mountains never cease to amaze me. Nor is the beauty ever lost.
They are the most majestic surfaces, jutting out of our earths crust,
poking through the clouds.

Their strength is mighty. Their bounty glorious.

Silent omnipotence.

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Monday, November 9, 2009

Host the Colors

Last Friday marked the day Angry Bovine yanked his former employers colors from the mast, and hoisted the bright pink flag of Angry Bovine.

That also happens to be the second person I've worked for who decided to chart his own course and one of many friends who freed themselves from the clutches of corporate control.

Mark it (a multiple of) ten Jay.

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Friday, October 30, 2009

The Wait is Over

October 31, 2009

Our first planned foray into the glorious wilderness of Colorado.
Though it will be day three on skis, it will be my first strapping
skins to my skis and journeying into the mountains. The hum of Moffat
Tunnel will slowly fade to the wind with only our deep breath to
remind us of our existence. Earning our turns to experience the glory
of the wild and remind ourselves we are meager in our existence. In
the wild our presence is prominent and can be countered with great
consequence, so we will tread lightly out of necessity and respect.

It is our hope that humility and patience will lead to exaltation as
we carve through powder with grins on our faces.

We have waited. We are ready.

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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

"The Stoke"

The Stoke Meter is reading high right now. As in I'm stoked.

The roads are crap and there really isn't enough snow on the ground for a big storm to be a powder day. You'll just end up hitting rocks and gouge your skis bases.

However, this storm will lead to a big base of snow for the season and the opportunity to reenact Calvin & Hobbes style snow scenes in the front yard.

Either way I am left giddy and excited.

I love the winter.

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