shredded. turkey.

snowboarding today and my legs feel like jelly but i stuck my rail line and it was rad.

after a couple of runs though, i started compensating for my left leg weakness by putting my weight a little forward so it seemed like my edges were hooking and i needed to de-tune the nose... but let's not get all tech here, i was basically just a lazy fuck for the past year and so now...

...now i eat.

earlier we took our family photo for christmas cards and it was a goddamn comedy troop's wet dream. jesus is comin'!

then there's last night, and a "saloon" where my brother and his fiancé introduced me to an open mic night where all the performers and observers were at least half ghost. crazy. really. they all died and still come to the open mic night dressed in the fashions of the time of their deaths and jamming out the tunes of their demise-times. loves it. making a movie about it. eating food.

oooo. we figured out the bachelor party basics - theme and location - now all that's left is the guest list...

snowboarding again tomorrow. always.

new career options

so i haven't had a headache in a month or so but that hasn't stopped me from starting.

back in new york since october 26th sans work so much equals partytime and no typing.

now i'm in vermont for a week of holiday detox with the fam. my mother tells me that my dad has a vision of my brother and i building "vacation homes" (?) on some of the land they got when buying the house across the street, which they call The House House, because the previous owner was named House, apparantly...

call me lazy, but why the fuck would i build a house across the street from my parents' house when i can just stay at theirs anyway? and my brother lives like an hour away, so what the fuck kind of vacation is that?

i think in an effort to set the wheels in motion my dad mentions that burlington is a huge growth market in need of competent production and ad people.

i
do
not
want
to
live
up
here.

swarms of flies.

neg-30degrees.

half-a-year of each. each year.

but i guess there's this...



...and that's pretty rad. if you're a dog.

of course now that it's hunting season, the dog has to wear an orange vest all the time so it doesn't get shot like the last dog my parents had.

i want to rehash some new york shit - and there's been a lot of it, along with the whole end of BR reaping that was wrought - but i'm gonna do a quick list and then sleep because I'M GOING SNOWBOARDING TOMORROW.

partied about leaving
partied about returning
partied about costumes
partied
partied about partying
worked two days
partied about not having to work anymore
partied and met a girl
partied with this girl
snowboarding tomorrow...