Thursday, January 24, 2008

Winter X Games XII

During my time in Vail, one of my favorite events to trek to was the Winter X Games in Aspen. I was able to attend the last 2 years and have never had more fun in my life! A quick recap on the first year: 11 people, (1) 2 bedroom condo, 2 nights of hanging out at the top of the pipe while dancing to Lionel Richie songs, listening to Renee talk in an accent that she thought was Australian, but sounded more like a pirate, and 5 local Aspen Bars in one night=one of the most fun trips of my life! There is no other feeling in the world like standing at the top of the pipe and have people fly 25 feet above you pulling the most outrageous tricks. I am always pulling for:

Andreas Wiig (my favorite foreigner, hailing from Norway)

Danny Kass


Mason Aguirre

And of Course....


Shaun White (America's favorite red head, Sorry Peyton.)
All medals, titles, and cliches about this kid aside, he straight out rips. Whether you like the sport or not, it's a treat to see him shred in person.


Tonight marked the beginning of Winter X Games 12 and watching Men's Skiier Superpipe definitely made me sad (especially the fact that Tanner Hall just won pipe, Boo! I am not a fan). I am missing all of my fun memories of Aspen, but as our friend Adam has always said, "The price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings."

UPDATE: My boy Andreas took home Slopestyle today at Buttermilk. Super Pipe is tomorrow night...get excited!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

I think I'm in love



With Steve Jobs...and the MacBook Air. I fully intend on purchasing this in the near future.


Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Christmas in January.

At lunch today, I probably laughed harder than I have in a really long time. Megen, a co-worker of mine, LOVES to quote movies, in particular, "Christmas Vacation." Whenever we are walking on the marble floors of the hotel she channels Clark Griswold in his office when his boss is walking by and says,
"Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas, Merry Chris..kiss my ass. Kiss his ass. Kiss your ass. Happy Hanukkah."
Every time she says this, I lose it! Well at lunch today we were quoting this movie and here were a few that we lost it with...

Clark: Can I refill your eggnog for ya? Get ya something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere..leave you for dead?
Cousin Eddie: Naw, I'm doing just fine, Clark.

Ellen: Clark.
Clark: Yes, honey?
Ellen: Audrey's frozen from the waist down.
Clark: Ehh, that's all part of the experience honey.

Eddie: You surprised to see us, Clark?
Clark: Oh, Eddie... If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn't be more surprised than I am now.

Eddie: If you scratch his belly Clark, he will love you till the day you die.
Clark: I really shouldn't, Eddie, my hands are all chapped.

Eddie: Every time Catherine would turn on the microwave, I'd piss my pants and forget who I was for about half an hour.

Clark: [a squirrel is loose in the house] Where is Eddie? He usually eats these goddam things.
Catherine: Not recently, Clark, he read that squirrels were high in cholesterol.

Clark: Hey, Kids, I heard on the news that an airline pilot spotted Santa's sleigh on it's way in from New York City.
Eddie: [after a pause] You serious, Clark?

Clark: So, when did you get the tenament on wheels?
Eddie: Oh, that uh, that there's an RV. Yeah, yeah, I borrowed it off a buddy of mine. He took my house, I took the RV. It's a good looking vehicle, ain't it?
Clark: Yeah, it looks so nice parked in the driveway.
Eddie: Yeah, it sure does. But, don't you go falling in love with it now, because, we're taking it with us when we leave here next month.

And one of my favorites that I hope to memorize and quote on command one day...

Clark: Hey. If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is. Hallelujah. Holy shit. Where's the Tylenol?

Happy Thursday, where's the tylenol?

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Updates...

Since I hadn't updated in so long, I figured an email that I sent to a friend in Iraq pretty much wraps up my life for the past 2 weeks.
1/12/08
Denver, CO

Hey! Turns out I have a rare form of F.O.M.S (a made up disease by Orly, that stands for Fear Of Missing Something) So when I heard that a bunch of peeps from Vail and Denver were going to a Pat Green concert at the Grizzly Rose here in Den-vah, I bought a ticket. So my FOMS has cost me $370 for 36 hours in the mile high city. No time to head up to the mountains though. I am staying with Micha, but Lauren (the CSM that took Ganz's place) and Orly (used to work at the FD and now works at the Inverness) are coming down for it and we're going to hang out. Also, it seems as if the stock show is in town, so that's going to make a Texas country music concert like Pat Green's even more interesting, especially that it is going to be at a shady cowboy bar. So, with all of these variables (including a mechanical bull that I fully intend on riding tonight), I should have some pretty good stories coming out of the weekend.
I called Trombetta the other day and ended up talking to Ferg for a little bit, he was going to try and make it down for the show as well.

Work has been okay, better now that things are starting to pick up. I've been thinking a lot lately about heading back to school, nursing in particular. (Hmm...strange turn of events, I know. I'm more surprised than anyone.)

I just watched Warren Miller's Storm for the 20 millionth time and it makes me miss it here a WHOLE lot. I still think I'll end up back in CO one day, I just love it too much.

Good to hear from you, I'll be praying that your heater doesn't hit the fritz. Doesn't sound too good though!

Love, Stace

(Side note: On the way back from Denver, I finished up listening to "Rebel's Guide to Joy," a sermon series from Mars Hill Church in Seattle. In particular, "Rebel's Guide to Joy in Death." I highly recommend downloading these off iTunes.)