Lingo

Okay, this post has to do with lingo. But not snowboarding lingo. It's some christian lingo i've picked up from some of my roommates and people I'm hang out with


Here's the phrase "Let's get drunk in the spirit!"

Is that a scary phrase or what. There not talking about drinking beer. To them it means people are getting wasted by laughing uncontrollably and falling down . I've also heard it used in relation to talking about theology. Which is extremely scary to me.


To me everytime I hear this phrase getting used, I keep looking around for a good tall cold glass of beer. For sometimes beer is the only way to keep your sanity. For when you talking about theolgy you do need some beer. After all many hymns were melodies from drinking songs. I think there was a good reason for that.

The Eeyore birthday cake

After the disaster of a meal that I had on Saturday night, I had to do something to bring back the notion that there is good food out there. And on Sunday there was the perfect opportunity to do so. You see on Sunday it was my friend Abby's birthday and after some scheming and planning with her roommate we settled on an awesome plan. You see Abby has had a very limited culinary palate and we decided to expand it dramatically and also to treat her and spoil her just a bit we ended up taking her to Skadies one of the top fine dinning restaurants in Mammoth, where we dinned on foie gras, roasted lamb shank, snapper, and excellently prepared chicken and topped off with some excellent wine. And finished off with some excellent chocolate dessert. It was an amazing meal with plenty of good conversation. But after that meal the best was yet to come. You see I had made her an Eeyore birthday cake and when we were heading back to their place it was time to present it. And when she saw it, the realization of that the cake was Eeyore was priceless and amazing to see the look on her face. For me making it and presenting the cake to her was worth so much more than anything I could have bought for her. So without further ado here's Eeyore.

Bad Cooking

Yesterday, I may have had one of the worst meals that I've ever had. One of my roommates decided to cook some chicken, rice and potatos for dinner for all of us in my house. Now normally most people screw up one dish here or there, but not all three. Where to start of the horror story of this meal. First off let's hit the chicken. When I saw it heading to the oven it looked fine, it was seasoned and sitting in a bed of pasta and water. However when it was pulled out it was when the horror was realized. The was blood in the pasta. You see he forgot to pull out the gizzards from the cavity of the chicken. It was not a pretty site let me tell you. And then in tasting the chicken it was underdone, so it wasn't very good at all even after putting it back in the oven. And then was the rice and the potatos, both of which ended up being undercooked. The rice ended up being crunchy because thier wasn't enough water in the rice cooker. As for the potatos they ended up being lumpy, needless to say the meal wasn't very good at all. I gave up trying to salvage the meal and ended up going to subway and had a very enjoyable sandwhich.
Now for tonights meal was an all together different level. Which I will be telling in soon in Eeyore's birthday cake.

First chair of the season.

With the snowmaking cabilities at Mammoth Mtn, we were the first resort to open in North America with one run of man made snow. It is pretty cool to see the mtn turn from brown to white. Even though opening day is very cool at a ski area and full of excitement to get the first chair, to me it can't compare to the opening day of baseball season. There's something magical about the baseball season. To me the baseball season opener is unlike anything else in the world. It's only five months away.

Now the most interesting part of opening day, was while I was working it was the people. It felt like I was helping the same kid 500 hundred times. They almost looked and dressed the same. A beany held on my thier googles covers thier long strangly hair, puffy jacket holding thier ipods blasting rock and rap music. Snowpants hanging of thier butts with thier cuffs frayed at the bottoms. That was the typical dress for most of them or some minor variation of it. And I can't forget to mention that all of this gear is made by burton, dc shoes or one of the many other snowboarding companies out there. Can you say product branding?

It was surreal at times. Because it was tough to tell the different kids apart. So you the kid with grey and red pants? Not the kid with grey and white pants right...You still not getting a discount on your food.

As for me I want to get few more hikes in before it snows and I pull out my snowboarding gear for the season.

More observations about ND.

Food: Where are the spices?, now there's nothing wrong with a meatloaf and potatos dinner or a casserole, or other norwegian dishes that have very little spices in them. But after tasting what, just some salt and pepper can do to them, it's an eye opener. Please use them and all other types of seasonings will do you and the dishes much good. In fact spices, seasonings and flavoring are amazing things to use, please, please use them. And it's okay to make things hot, a little sweat when you eat is a good thing.

Hot food: I mean spicy, does anybody besides transplanted mexicans and southerners that are now living in ND know what hot food truly is? And no Taco Bell doesn't count.

What is about the vast wide open and empty prairies that is appealing, awe-inspiring, epic, boring, mind numbing, depressing all at the same time. And what can I say, I've missed it, but I'm ready to get back to the mountians :) Both are awesome in thier own way.

A prairie sunset is unlike much else in the world.

You can find good beer in Minot, you have just got to know where to look, and no PBR is not a good beer.

Since when did Legends change thier name to the Chicago Club?

And what is a city truly saying at night.

Just a few obseravations