I could use another taste of Whistler. So last year I was amped to ride with tons of old friends and new friends, but the season didn't turn out as well as I would have liked as plans fell through, not enough snow, new job, etc. This year I truly hope to meet back up with as many peeps across the states as I possibly can!
Granted, your Canadian loonie is giving our US-of-A dollar an Alabama-style ass-whuppin', but still, that does NOT give you license to lapse into last-millenium slang. Sheesh!
But, ok, since you bought all the booze on your SoCal visit back in the day, I guess we'll let it slide.
Anyway.
So good to see posts here from Ye Olde Schoole yeomen. I think that bodes well for a nice white fluffy winter.
Me? Just back from a week-plus of scaring the pants offa myself in the wilds of UT and AZ. Holy cow, that part of the CONUS is eye-pokingly purty. Sigh.
Got kicked out of a Worst Western jacuzzi for nestling a styrofoam cup of bubbly in my decolletage, though. Provincial rubes...!
It's sort of like how most people stop listening to new music once they turn 30.....
I'm stuck in 80's lingo...at least I have never used the term "purty" before, to my knowledge.
Glad you seem to be doing great! Still living near Venice?!
whimper whimper.....