Friday, November 20, 2009
bike vs. ski
There's a couple of ways to go about this. You can bike and ski on uphills, downhills, and flats. Biking gets the edge on uphills because when you ski uphill, you're basically walking with really heavy feet. You can't do sweet tricks or wheelies. Biking uphill, you can do cool stuff. On flats, you can generate a lot more speed and cover a lot more distance on a bike. Downhill, however, goes to skiing, and it goes huge. So the score is 2-1 in favor of bikes, but the downhill aspect has more impact. I give it a pretty solid tie, but the slight edge goes to bike because you can do it in any weather, whereas skiing is only on snow. Suck it, skiing.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Rain vs. Snow
Rain makes things green in the spring, whereas snow makes things white in the fall. Rain gives life to many things while snow covers and kills stuff. You'd think that people would like rain more, but in reality, people like it when it snows. Snow's more fun. You can do stuff when it snows, but can't really do stuff when it rains. Either that or people just don't want to.
warm fall
it's mid-november and really grey and warm. it rained all day yesterday, and i don't think there's a person in stowe who wishes it wasn't snow. on the plus side, you can see really well into the woods, and tree trimming and pruning is at its best.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Janette told me to.
I am finally getting to my blog because Janette told me to and I thought it was a good idea. I'm psyched to be back and I look forward to many more posts.
Monday, April 27, 2009
First Day
First day of golf today. Shot a 46, which if you times it by two equals 92. Not too bad considering the farm's greens were all sorts of burnt up. So fun hitting the ball, though. Had a few sweet iron shots and that really kept me in the game. Lost two balls...also not bad for nine. It's wicked sweet how you can go from skiing to golf so quickly around here.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Last Day
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Basketball versus Soccer
These two sports are total polar opposites. In one, you can't use your feet, and in the other, you can't use your hands. In one, you put a big ball into a small, unguarded hole ten feet off the floor fifty times in forty-eight minutes. In the other, you put a small ball into a huge net maybe once every hour and a half. The rush of excitement when a goal is scored in one is vastly different from that of the other.
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