Killerbean
02-14-2008, 08:43 AM
Double post for pictures...
Ok. So I take a snowboarding trip every January, relatives and friends up the coast give me places to stay within driving distance to mountains so I stick to the eastside. Since my cushy government job gave me three weeks of paid vacation after my first year, I decided to take a long one this year. Since October-ish I’ve had an overwhelming itch to fly down a mountain strapped to wood at about mach 1. I’m determined to break some sort of record… or my neck, whichever comes first.
SO, January comes around and my board and I are ecstatic to get going:
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/003.jpg
First stop: North Carolina, the state boasting the highest mountain on the East coast. Unfortunately, once I got there I remembered how fucking cold snow is. This is about how pissed I looked until I actually made my first run.
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/004.jpg
Since it’s a pain in the ass to stop, remove gloves, get out a camera, and have someone else do the same and take pictures, you get no action shots. I ended up on 3 mountains over 5 days in NC. Weather was perfect; the only time I was on solid ice was the first 3 hours of the last day. That’s a fucking record let me tell you.
Fifth day over, I spend a day driving up to northern Maryland to visit my good friend Johnny Stiletto, a tattoo artist in Hanover, Pennsylvania. Ate some KILLER sushi and re-met this little guy, Lexington Poindexter Stiletto:
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/008.jpg
Lex is seriously one of the cutest things on the fucking planet… while simultaneously being a walking, talking commercial for birth control. I’m glad I don’t have kids yet.
After crying for the first 3 hours I was there, he warmed up to me and was a little meat-wad of joy for my first 5 days in MD. I have never seen a kid this fucking adorable. Until Mr. Stiletto and I drove to Baltimore to pick up my roommate who flew up there to meet us… after the second stranger got in the house the 2 year old terror Lexington emerged and attacked everyone’s good-will, patience, and hearing pain threshold. Look closely at this picture; His dark eyes do indeed have a hint of red, for he is of the devil.
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/010.jpg
That picture brings me to the tip of the day; never give a 2 year old Mountain Dew… ever. They turn into gremlins.
Ok. So I take a snowboarding trip every January, relatives and friends up the coast give me places to stay within driving distance to mountains so I stick to the eastside. Since my cushy government job gave me three weeks of paid vacation after my first year, I decided to take a long one this year. Since October-ish I’ve had an overwhelming itch to fly down a mountain strapped to wood at about mach 1. I’m determined to break some sort of record… or my neck, whichever comes first.
SO, January comes around and my board and I are ecstatic to get going:
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/003.jpg
First stop: North Carolina, the state boasting the highest mountain on the East coast. Unfortunately, once I got there I remembered how fucking cold snow is. This is about how pissed I looked until I actually made my first run.
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/004.jpg
Since it’s a pain in the ass to stop, remove gloves, get out a camera, and have someone else do the same and take pictures, you get no action shots. I ended up on 3 mountains over 5 days in NC. Weather was perfect; the only time I was on solid ice was the first 3 hours of the last day. That’s a fucking record let me tell you.
Fifth day over, I spend a day driving up to northern Maryland to visit my good friend Johnny Stiletto, a tattoo artist in Hanover, Pennsylvania. Ate some KILLER sushi and re-met this little guy, Lexington Poindexter Stiletto:
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/008.jpg
Lex is seriously one of the cutest things on the fucking planet… while simultaneously being a walking, talking commercial for birth control. I’m glad I don’t have kids yet.
After crying for the first 3 hours I was there, he warmed up to me and was a little meat-wad of joy for my first 5 days in MD. I have never seen a kid this fucking adorable. Until Mr. Stiletto and I drove to Baltimore to pick up my roommate who flew up there to meet us… after the second stranger got in the house the 2 year old terror Lexington emerged and attacked everyone’s good-will, patience, and hearing pain threshold. Look closely at this picture; His dark eyes do indeed have a hint of red, for he is of the devil.
http://www.yomomshouse.com/bean/010.jpg
That picture brings me to the tip of the day; never give a 2 year old Mountain Dew… ever. They turn into gremlins.