You know where I'm talking about.

This means that I can drive for 13 hours, ski every open run on the hill in 4 hours, then drive for another 13 hours to get back home.

All hail Ullr.


Instead of that, this weekend I'm attending my state party's executive committee meeting, then watching Jim Croce's son A.J. perform. That beats ruining my 20-year-old rock skis any day.


All hail Ullr.