Easter on the Slopes

I don’t know if I can really explain this one. But I guess it’s like the old saying goes, “If the bunny suit fits, wear it.”

Great quotes heard uttered by myself and others.

“Do you guys know where the bunny slopes are?”
“Can you play White Rabbit?”
“Wow. Those two are like rabbits.”
“Thanks Easter Bunny! Buck! Buck!”
“What the hell is that?”
“I’m not riding well today. I’m kinda timid. Like a little bunny.”
“…problem is that I’m like a rabbit, and that hill just has these big fucking claws.”
“Do you wear that everyday?”

I also got some free beer. Well worth it.

Spring Break 2006

Ugh! This blog has been reeking like stale. Apologies. I am now backlogged in awesomeness to tell you all about.

Let’s start with spring break. At the beginning of April, Jen and I set out across the desert (through bat country) to Vegas.

What a circus. We stayed at the Frontier, which is on the strip, but for old people. Bingo was rockin!!!! I got 3 phone numbers and what I thought was a lady’s room key, but she accidentally slipped me her Medicare card instead. Meanwhile, Jen was rolling around naked in all the dirty cash she won from slot machines. The Cirque de Soleil show did not disappoint. That is where Olympic gymnasts go to die. I also think that with no internatianal olympic committee testing them for drugs, they get really freaky. This makes for an awesome show.

We then saw all the splendor of the strip and I did my Christmas shopping / investing at the sports book. You can bet on anything! I can’t even remember every ridiculous thing I put cash on, but if the Royals win the World Series, the Tigers win the Big XII north, and Barry Bonds gets killed by a polar bear before the All-Star Break, then I will fly you all out to Manila to swim naked in my money bin (like in Duck Tales).

After that we drove to Hoover Dam. It is big. It makes electricity. I think that’s cool.

Then Jen and I set the cruise control, took a nap, and woke up at the Grand Canyon. Jen hadn’t camped much before, but was a hell of good stick collector. We went to bed early to see the majesty of the canyon the next day.

The next day it rained, and was so cloudy that most people thought it was a solar eclipse. Banging pots and pans together did not scare away the dragon covering the sun. Thus, we sadly realized we were not going to see the Grand Canyon. We took lots of pictures looking sad in front of a cliff and fog.

Undeterred we drove to Zion National Park. This is a giant canyon in the desert filled with an oasis. It was super boss despite un-boss weather. Jen was MVP since she got some RV people to feel sorry for us, and they gave us fire and pie. So after that, lots of hiking in rain and cold, but we did see the sun a bit.

The end.

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Ringo and Jen's Spring Break Pics