Off Season Boredom

Saturday night. Could be a good time in a big city. Here in Jackson in the off-season, there ain't nothing going on. I'm spending my Saturday evening in my bathrobe, drinking SoCo and watching crap TV. I could go to a movie or a bar or something, but those things cost money, which I'm trying to save, since I'm not making as much when I only work like 3 days a week. At least I have a ressession-proof job, selling alcohol. People will always buy alcohol, even if its their last dime, people gotta drink. I'd say everyday some guy will come in with a sack full of change and count out the exact penny to get him a 40 of Hurricane Malt Liquor. We're living in hard times and I can't say I blame these guys. Livin' ain't cheap. Some of you might wonder if I feel bad selling booze to the same alcoholics every day. The answer is not at all. If I didn't sell it, some other broke ass ski bum would.

Whoa...sorry to change the subject, but I just felt my intelligence step down a notch. My brain is slowly decomposing as I'm writing this from the toxic rays spewed forth from my television. My typing is slowing down...and I'm having twoble spewing sertain worDS...brain go slow...me think less...TV...funny...gggglgllllllllbbwwwaaaa...

SNARGLE!

The Death of a Ski Season

The ski season is over. This has been my third season here in Jackson and the end of the ski season is always a strange time. It is a little depressing since a lot of people leave forever and you can't ski anymore for another 7 months. Every year at this time I start thinking maybe I should cut my hair, clean myself up, and get a real job with some sort of career aspirations. And I usually land some sort of job with career opportunities, but by the end of the summer I'm usually so sick of it, that I quit just in time to work at the ski resort again in order to get free skiing for another winter season. Basically the only real conclusion I can come to is that I love skiing, but I hate work. My job will never define me. I might end up getting a job that I can tolerate and make good money at, but it will only be a job to me. At the end of the day I need to be able to go home and be as weird as I want. Corporate America is not for me. And once the winter comes along the temptation will always be there to quit my job and ski all season. It really is that fun and once the season is over, I regret all the days I took off from skiing. I should have skiied like everyday this season, but, I didn't. Damn it!

So the only thing I know for sure right now about my future is that I'm not moving for at least another year. Skiing in Jackson is the shit and I have few aspirations beyond that. I'm already living my dream and I don't see why I should move on to anything else. Lots of people move to a big city and get a high paying career job, work lots of hours, make lots of money, and raise a nice family in the suburbs. That's not for me. I will probably raise a family, but it won't be in the suburbs of a city. And the way I look at it, in the end, anyone could die at any time, why waste your life making money for some huge corporation. Fuck that. I'd rather waste my life skiing in the mountains. I literally can't get enough of it. It just sucks that it is taken away from me every April. I'll be waiting here for you, Winter, ready to go get after it again next season!