This is the first installment of what I hope will be a fun little blog-like project.
Until a better one comes along that’s what it’ll have to fly under.
I haven’t come up with a schedule for their releases but they will be frequent.
I hope you enjoy and I hope there are many more to come.
I find myself muttering that with more and more frequency.
As a Colorado native, rural Minnesota is far from ideal.
20 below zero, no exaggeration, seems to be the average.
The air alone is heartlessly frigid but the wind screams with endless fury.
Worse off, the landscape is flat and dull.
But the deep winters set the landscape for a monotonous existence in the place I affectionately call Pseudo- Siberia.
Sundog on the tundra that is my town.
My freezer is warmer.
I’ve just turned 20 but I feel 60.
When it’s this cold, I do not go outside.
I’m used to getting up and skiing all day, but here, I wake up around 10:30.
Then I end up on Facebook and Newschoolers, confused.
I long to ski but the nearest hill is 30 minutes away and not worth the pass.
On top of that all of my friends have left.
My last remaining ski-buddy embarked to Nepal a couple weeks ago.
The existence is grim.
Why am I here you ask?
That’s another story on its own.
I’m not sitting around anymore, what a waste of being.
Well I am taking of loads of space, folks.
I hope you’ll follow me on my quest to change that.
Warm weather is in the forecast so some skiin' awaits…
