whitelace, that sounds pretty fuckin chill man. gotta love moms that endorse peaceful activities like eating pot brownies.
the snow looked so good earlier i decided to jump 15 feet off my porch into the snowdrift on the restaurant terrace below. and then like 5 more times. one my neighbors joined in and we ended up running around our neighborhood finding places to climb up and jump off of into snowdrifts. a good hour spent essentially getting back to childhood kicks, romping around in the snow, eating the fluffy stuff, what have you.
fun stuff, i havent enjoyed the snow this much since i finally got a car in high school and then realized i had to clear it off every morning to get to school.
but seriously, you all should find some snow banks to jump into from about 10-15 feet up high, its great fun. you get that nervousness like you are about to do a face plant but then you land in fresh powder.
oh man, i wanna go snowboarding! anyone catch fresh pow?
a whole new gameball