February 17, 2006

 

il Pomodoro di Volo

Well, I'm still not sure if text can whisper, but I'm pretty sure snow can talk, because I hear it gently calling my name. I'm heading up to Easton for the weekend to play at a youth retreat, and will hopefully get in a day of snowboarding tomorrow--something I have not done for a couple years now. Woo-hoo!

Unfortunately, from the looks of things, it's going to be a very bitterly cold weekend. Fortunately, I purchased my gold-medalist Sean White series Burton snowpants & jacket. This weekend, I am the Flying Tomato. That's right. Il Pomodoro di Volo.

Now I just need red hair...



# posted by justin @ 12:48
Comments:
Easton...isn't that going over Snoqualmie Pass?

Have fun in the snow.
# posted by Blogger Unknown : 12:10
 
Yes! Dye it red. Grow it long. I bet K would think its hot.
# posted by Blogger jennifer joy staab : 19:55
 
Easton is just east of Snoqualmie. Man, I haven't dyed my hair since I went to Hawaii like four years ago. Can anybody remember what color?
# posted by Blogger justin : 09:22
 
no idear
# posted by Blogger Unknown : 05:40
 
Hot pink.
# posted by Blogger justin : 09:34
 
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