Monday, March 27, 2006

Hey, who's on trial?

On Saturday, some people, who are about my age, mistook me for a college student as we rode up the chairlift.

Oddly, this is the fifth time this has happened this year. All on chairlifts at Big Sky. I say "oddly," because I do not look younger than my years, unlike, say, my wife, who stopped aging sometime in 1994. In fact, I look exactly my age.

I am not sure if it is because I am:

(1) On a snowboard, which is assumed to be an inherently youthful activity;
(2) Snowboarding on a Tuesday, or Thursday, or whatever powder day, another inherently youthful, not-tied-down-to-a-schedule thing to do; or
(3) If simply being on the mountain, engaged in my absolute favorite activity fuels some type of youthful zeal that makes me seem younger.

Or maybe these people are all high.

I don't know, but it is weird, and it only happens on chairlifts.


Still feeling melancholy. Partly from Jimmy's departure, partly from the fact that ski season is nearly over, partly from who the hell knows...


"A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is braver for five minutes longer." Ralph Waldo Emerson


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