So let’s see, I finally had a solid meal through-and-through at Rathbun’s. Oh, the food, and Service, and Ambiance is always great, but by the time I get through the yaya fries and muscles I’ve usually  put the entrée in a compromised position.  This time, though, armed with hungry colleagues, I managed to reserve enough appetite such that the Veal Chop and Spaghetti Squash carbonara hit the spot.  The meal was still absent anything green or fibrous, but it sure went down well.  Oh, and it was on the company.

Also,  I  went on  a 5 day ski vacation to  Avon Colorado. We lodged aside arrowhead mountain, skied, played poker , Ra, and Puerto Rico, got massages, hot tubbed, smoked cigars and drank.  Same old script, actually.   It was basically spring skiing conditions:  Warm and patchy snow coverage.  

I think this was the first trip ever where I didn’t end up a better Skier than I was the last trip, but there was a three year gap, and , um, I think my skies were amateurish.   I hesitate to call them  that because I am probably not good enough to  be better than these ‘performance’ skies, but after skiing the last three trips on long volkl 6-stars, these average size k2 Rangers seemed too… ambivalent.  Certainly was harder to maintain Edge Lock on steeps, but one weakness of the mountain is that there really weren’t a lot of long steep groomers to bomb.      I can't blame the music, "Quiet Dog Bite Hard" was in fact the killer ski track I expected it to be.


B-rad, however, was killing it.  He doesn’t have Dave’s recklessness and his mere 3 months of crossfit didn’t build enough leg for him to enjoy the moguls,  but he was scary adept at getting down the bumps he accidentally found himself on.  I mean, anyone can learn to slide down a mountain, be b-rad managed to navigate some gnarly bumps. He’s a natural athlete, and only looked awkward when he was thinking too much.

Little Will found his own legs late the second day  and Alex bottomed out on day three due to foot issues.  He redeemed himself by winning the last three board games.
I’m thinking about getting a single speed mountain bike.   I asked a colleague and he said no.  He said that you have to be a monster to ride one, and that it helps too to be unemployed, since such monstership precludes a job.    This warning, of course, only further set my direction.