3/365: Snowmares

Alright. I'm calling it: season's started!! Our snow resorts haven't technically opened yet, but seeing as I've already ridden 6 times (making that 7 on Monday..Brianhead..come join us if you're in UT!) and will be swamped at work until the first of the year (when our resorts will finally be open), I'm calling it. Calling it like it's toll-free. Again and again and again.

On a holiday note:
Erika: "He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before! Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. Maybe Christmas... perhaps... means a little bit more!"
^one of two message, plus a fbook IM telling me how much she wants Santa to come.

Natalie: Reminder for Erika: YOU'RE JEWISH. Stop spamming fbook with Christmas quotes from the Grinch. Santa skips over yo' people.

Natalie Wall; tellin' it like it is since 1990.

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