Me and one of my friends' kid were standing in
the middle of a frozen lake in the middle of nowhere in Canada. I've never
stood ontop of a lake before. While we were standing there, we heard an
erie crackling sound of ice breaking throughout the lake. Let's say we made
a mad dash to the shore.
I'm here showing off some gynecomastia. Hmmmm I feel like I have a pair of 34C's?
While I was waiting for my little sister at the bunny slopes, I met
Emma. She and her older brother were doing a Physical Education field trip
with other classmates from her school at the little make shift ski slope
we were on. There were only 4 slopes opened that day due to the unusually
snow less winter there, in Canada. And unfortunately, all the open slopes
were Greens. I usually ski Blacks and Blues. When I used to drink, people
would convince me to ski a Black Double Diamond if I had a couple beers
in me. Not anymore. No way.
I went to Maryland last summer to visit an internet friend of mine.
We went to Gettysburg with her family. I'm a history buff, and looking back,
I would have fought for the South, since I believe in States Rights. However,
I wouldn't fight until the south got rid of slavery. <Gets into his southern
accent voice> "I don't want no Yankee from Nour York tellin' me
what to do." He he he he. Her son is wearing a Confederate artillary
officer's hat.
More pictures to come soon!