Yesterday the wife and I went skiing. Why bother to even call that out? She had C5-7 fused in November (for a second time) so this was her first day skiing this year. And she really isn't supposed to ski until the first of April. The FIS races and 60 degree blue skies made it impossible to pass up. We watched the GS from the airplane turn and then watched the women's slalom on the Audi fan zone jumbotron. Then we crushed some spring corn and split a burger on the sun deck at Bonnie's followed by a quick tour down the course to get back to FIS headquarters where we left our shoes. Great day. And with springtime in full effect it's getting a little crazy. I saw a lot of flesh while skiing, some better than others. And then there was this plumber's butt at Bonnie's--do you think he put any sunscreen on that?
Last night we went hand heard Michael Franti play at Wagner park. He put on a great show. Got out in the crowd--brought all kinds of folks on stage and really rocked the joint. He finished off playing John Lennon's Imagine while fire works burst over Ajax. Very cool. Also my slipping teammate covered the slipping experience in his column this week. Link below.
tony--slipping in aspen
Franti below
Sweet venue right?
My daugher and a chicago friend came to the show with us--my son and his Chicago friend stayed back at the house--more on that later.
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