Humm what’s happened since I last posted?

  • 30 cm of new snow!
  • Someone has made a giant phallus snowman outside
  • We went to the Tube Park!
What we would be facing! All of a sudden I wish I had brought my helmet!

What we would be facing! All of a sudden I wish I had brought my helmet!

These go fast! Very fast!

These go fast! Very fast!

Its a bit of a trek on the way up though!

Its a bit of a trek on the way up though!

  • Was at Merlin’s on Thursday for Club Shred night and played musical Bingo
Those pens got messy!

Those pens got messy!



This is what most of our nights out are like

This is what most of our nights out are like

  • Been skiing in the new powder, delightful! But my legs hurt like crasy
  • Whistler Village has gone dry for NYE, I have to get a crate of Kokanee to Raj’s place for the evening…. how?

Wings not so good, night skiing worse

Continuing in my bane of 2-3 day posts I’m going to cover Sunday’s skiing, the latest round of 10c wings and tonight’s night skiing.

Today, I think, will forever be known by Alan, Caroline and Marie-Claire as the time Caroline sent me into the mud. Basically, we were all getting onto Fitzimmon’s Express. Me, Alan and MC got to the gate and went forward. Caroline, for whatever reason didn’t make it to the line, and when I looked back hadn’t got off the mark in time and was about an inch from the chair, which she promptly fell on. Problematically, she was sprawled across her own seat and mine. But by the time I had realised this had happened, the chairlift was an inch away from me, and I promptly fell on top of Caroline. Since I wasn’t properly on the seat I fell off and wound up in a load of sloppy, wet mud!

The lifties had decided that this whole thing wasn’t a good enough issue to hit the emergency stop, therefore stopping Caroline getting hurt by my wieght or me getting hurt in the fall. Anyway, I hopped on the next lift.

Caroline couldn’t have been more appologetic, Alan on the otherhand tried to make this my fault and filmed me rolling around in the snow trying to get the mudd off.

Tuesday: Wings
I think I sent about 50 emails setting this one up.

We made a booking at Joey Chan’s for 8:45, we arrived in time. However, they didn’t have a table for us. So we waited, for 30 minutes… we were offered some free drinks and wings to keep us going. We were seated before they arrived, so we expected the wings to be quite high in the queue. 1 hour after that, we still hadn’t seen them. I was going to call the guy over and inform him that we would leave without paying unless they arrived, but he had them in his hand the next time I saw him.

Wing consumption commenced. 120 wings were gone, as was another 2 pitchers. Our complimentary wings hadn’t arrived and we wanted some more. The guy was called again and another 20 minute wait ensued. Once the wings arrived we are satisfied that I managed to bring the wing record up to 40 wings in a night.

The bill arrives, no complimentary stuff had been added. We sent it back. The drinks were comped as expected, the wings hadn’t, and Steve seemed to think that we had had one pitcher less than was provided. Back again. All was now in order, although we had to prove to Steve that all was well.

In closing, I don’t think that Wing’s night will be a long term thing. We are a bit sick of them after 4.

Night Skiing
I’m getting tired of writing now, so I’ll just say that there’s nothing there for the non tricky skier or non beginner. The Magic Chair is very slow. So I went to Dominos and got an $11 Italian Sausage Pizza.

So… Christmas

Fast forward a few days from the Xmas Party to Christmas Eve.

We all go up Whistler for the day and I get a few pictures.

I’m already down like $70 from the Party. However, I thought my luck was changing when I had to return some of the items from a food delivery Dad organised for me (note: Grapes out here are usually crap and Creme Fraice is not Fresh Cream). I got $28 in cash back! I immediatly went across the hall and spent this on Kokanee as the bottle shop would be closed on Christmas.

On the way back Alan called me and told me that everyone was going to Merlin’s for a $10 turkey dinner. I decided to go straight there with the Kokanee, rather than drop it off. Mistake.

Anyway we get there and everyone from the main going out gang turns up. Pitchers start to be bought. We place over $150 worth of food order! Everyone is having a great time! Raj is playing again up on stage. Christmas songs are being sung along to! Pictures

Come Christmas were all a bit tipsy! Everyone is walking round hugging at midnight and celebrating! Damn good and friendly time! However, when it comes to the 12:30 kicking out time I notice that my Jansport Backpack and the Kokanee therein had been nicked. Thats right, nicked on Christmas!

I can’t say I blame anyone but the arsehole who took it and myself for not taking it home, but I certainly wasn’t pleased. On the way home I spent my time trying to tackle the 4 guys (can’t remember who) who had taken a padding mat off a lift pole and were using it to sledge. That was fun so it cheered me up. I also pulled Janet up the hill in the spirit of Christmas.

Anyway, work was a party, but a very productive one. I spent 40 minutes on the phone to the family and had Frontline sending me a joke cashout that I never got. I only spent 30 minutes at lunch as I was supposed to and stayed until 5 as I was supposed to. Was actually quite good being in work.

When I got back I went to the big Crimbo meal the floor had all organised. Was really good to get some good home cooking, done by master chef Brian, with kitchen hands Nic and Steve! Liz is also a great organiser and the co-ordinated table covers were a good thing! A mountain of food was had by all and no one missed home (I hope).

I then slipped away to go to one last party, at Caroline’s place. Some of the work crew had ordered $90 worth of Domino’s pizzas and were all spending the evening listening to the Kaiser Chiefs and Bon Jovi. Had a good time there too, and hopefully Janet was well rested from it as she fell asleep 4 times but always woke up when we all tried to take pictures.

Merry Crimbo all!