The craziness of the holidays seems finally to be subsiding. At the snowboard shop, sales were at all time highs. At the mountain, the reams of tourists who don't maintain their equipment, and then subsequently demand that shop guys like me fix it immediately, made for many busy days in a row. I was keeping track of how far people were willing to travel to ski Mt. Bachelor, going to untold lengths and difficulties to plan their trips, without ever thinking to see if their gear was functioning before they left. The largest distance traveled was from France. Apparently certain French skiers can be just as dumb as the American gapers.
Now to the point. I have three, yes three, days off in a row. I slept in, ate oatmeal with cranberries in it, and watched the Today show. Exciting stuff.