Before we left, Gurj taped up one of my drawings from when we got MEGA high and I tried to explain Vortex-based Mathematics as best as I understand it. (Some real flux capacitor shit! TIME CUBE PART 2!).
Returned from my trip to Whister to find Meredith had repurposed a magnet she gotten out of the back of an old speaker and turned it into a bread-loaf-hanger!
Now, neither Fatty or I had been skiing in several years and so we didn't have any ski gear. We were going to buy all new ski coats and gloves, but when I mentioned our upcoming trip to my mom she said "We have a whole trunk of ski gear - why don't you boys come out and visit and you can just borrow from us?" With Fatty recently having left his job as well, borrowing as opposed to buying made much more sense. So on Wednesday night, we took Fatty's car and drove out to my parents house in New Jersey. After we were done marveling at the veritable cornucopia that is my parent's well-stocked suburban fridge, it was time to get down to business. My mom took Fatty and I over to their trunk of ski clothes, but when she opened it, there was a horrifying blinding flash of light that seared our eyes and forced us to our knees...
...er, except Brett's made some, um, modifications! Like ripping out all of the shelves (so a keg fits inside), punching a hole in the side and running a C02 line in so that you can get beer from the tap (see above) without having to pump. These kids were not foolin' around.
