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Monday, March 08, 2004

ski bunnies!!

okok...so today, kate spade, n8 and i all made a big ol' trek to "Sandia Peaks" for skiing. it's about 30 mins away from where Kate Spade lives, so we thought we'd go there before we drove from here (Albuquerque) to Ski Santa Fe to warm up to the slopes. (Yes, my friends, there is, in fact, skiing in New Mexico). anyway, we picked up some food and hit the slopes...too bad the slopes were practically closed because they were out of skis...

...so we called up a couple of places, found this little shop and rented skiis (for MUCH cheaper might i add)...drove back to Sandia Peaks, and were up on the mountain by 1...we got a good 3 hours in of skiing, which totalled in about four 10-15 minute runs. which is MUCH better than "Perfect North" aka "Un-perfect North," which was an Indiana ski resort with a max heighth of 10 feet and a base of 3 meters...

good story: we're on our first run, and decide to take a nice little green-green-blue trail, to get acclimated. Kate Spade leads the way, and we end up in BUMFUCK...i'm talking absolution bumfuck, where the snow has not been touched and we are sinking in it because it isn't (fudge) packed well enough and realize as we make our way down that this "green green blue" trail we attempted was, in fact, a "blue black black" after we were done...kate and her good directional skills--like a pigeon i tell ya! anywhoo, it was a good acclimation for me, since i was really scared that i had forgotten how to ski.

what i did realize, however, was HOW FUCKING SCARY SKIING REALLY IS. you should be forced to sign liability waivers before you head up that thing...it gets fucking SCARY. (n8 made some 6 year old ski-learner eat her shit when he ran into her...haha).

so after skiing, i got to eat at "Taco Cabana" for the first time. interesting experience. not as good as some of my other first times...like learning to ride a bike...and eating scorpion...and murdering my ex-husband's daughter's ex-lover.

we made our way back to kate's house, cleaned ourselves up (n8 is one stinky ass mofo), and rented "SPELLBOUND"....LOL...it was the best movie EVER. absolutley riveting. i dont' think i have ever felt more bad for a group of people and their interests than when i watched this movie. these kids were brutally honest and the documentary was fucking hilarious. here are some scenes:

SCENE 1:
One of the documented contestants, talking about her parents in a scene with her and her parents eating lunch outside: "my dad and my mom remind me of archie and edith bunker, because archie is always getting mad at edith for being stupid." as soon as this quote ends, the mom looks shockingly at her offspring.

SCENE 2:
Proctor: Wee-del or Hwee-del.
Contestant: hwee-del?
Proctor: yes. wee-del or hwee-del.
Contestant: what is the origin of this word...?
Proctor: it is of unknown origin.
**to put you at peace, the kid ended up getting the question right, and the word was spelled Wheedle.**

SCENE 3:
a proud black mama talking about how her daughter doesn't get enough attention for being DC's National Spelling Bee representative. let's just say, she was an interesting lady, and practically spoke her own language.
BG: my baby don't ask fo' much. but ain't no body publicitazicing her. i ain't trying to be pestimistic. in fact, i gonna be optimistic.

anyway, i am really fucking tired, and i am about to drop like a rock.

night.

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