When I was a kid I had this recurring dream about sking. Skiing down this mellow groomer at the bottom of Aspen Mountain (Little Nell) that didn't really have anything you could air off of on it, I would go over one of the mini rollers, and start flying higher and higher, till everyone else were dots below me. Every time, I was sure I was going to die, but then I would float oh so gently back down and land at the bottom next to the gondola, without feeling a thing. I think my subconcsious was trying to tell me to start sacking up and going for it.
Now, though, if I have a dream about skiing, it is pure euphoria.
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"We don't need predator control, we need whiner control. Anyone who complains that "the gummint oughta do sumpin" about the wolves and coyotes should be darted, caged, and released in a more suitable habitat for them, like the middle of Manhattan." - Spats
"I'm constantly doing things I can't do. Thats how I get to do them." - Pablo Picasso
Cisco and his wife are fragile idiots who breed morons.
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