I just ran into a saint … you know, one of those people who brushes their teeth and flosses after eating lunch.
Wow.
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I just ran into a saint … you know, one of those people who brushes their teeth and flosses after eating lunch.
Wow.
Turns out cookies taste a bit er, different, when you halve the butter, sugar, and flour in your recipe but not the salt, eggs, and baking powder.
Oops.
So the other day, in response to the weatherman’s (pathetic) attempt at snowfall prediction, Mike, another friend, and I headed up to Rocky Mountain National Park to do a bit of backcountry skiing.
The park had easily gotten two feet of fresh snow. Perfect skiing conditions!
Unfortunately, none of the roads had been plowed for us to get to any skiing.
After skinning along a road for three hours for a measly 50 feet of vertical drop, Mike officially declared the ski adventure the worst powder day ever!
Mike was ticked at NPR the other morning because of the lack of information they offered regarding our projected snowfall.
We heard the announcer say, “A wide variety of snowfall totals possible today along the Front Range.”
“Come on!” Mike said. “Couldn’t they give us some more details? How about, ‘We’re expecting a mean of six inches.’ Or ‘We’re looking at a standard deviation of 10 inches.’ That would be a lot more helpful!”
Yep he’s pretty smart. Nerdy of course, but very smart.
Some stupid little kid has been whistling over in that corner of the coffee shop for the past two minutes.
It’s super annoying … And I’m not just saying that because I’m jealous that he can whistle and I can’t.
Yesterday, about 15 minutes before heading into church, Mike got ACDC’s “Dirty Deeds, Done Dirt Cheap” song stuck in my head.
Most of the time Mike is a great influence. Most of the time.