It's getting bad...

...again I wake from a dream, once again chasing Karl Stall through the deep bottomless pow we had last march in Retallack...so vibrant I can hear the flakes scratching gore-tex, so intense I wake the girlfriend who throws a suspicious glare my way. She knows I'm cheating on her with my one true love. She knows it'll only get worse as the days grow shorter and the trips to SLC, La Grave, BC, JH, and the grail of AK in april all draw closer. She knows and she understands, and that's why I'm typing this, on my way to the gym, while she snores away dreaming of beaches and margaritas. I thank those of you who fuel the stoke here, for it keeps me connected to the white room when I am stuck in dreamland. It keeps me sane. I'll see you all soon. 11/19 is looking LCCish.

Bump for dreams involving Karl Stall in sexy situations.

All I have to say to you, Truth, is that you better worry less about the chica and more about the quads/lungs for AK lines.

phUnk, I am blushing - Mrs. Stall can attest to the good halloween mojo in the abode :biggrin: :tdo13: :fm:

I had a dream the other night that I drank away all my ski trips and flew home a week early from all of them. I woke up in a cold sweat.... :tdo13: