Tan Madge

Sporting a tan dermis for about 29 + 2 years. . .

Because my life feels like a sitcom. Sometimes it is on Fox. Sometimes on the WB. Sometimes on VH1 on a Sunday morning.

Some episodes are definitely better than others. Which is why a boxed-set probably won't be hitting stores until at least 2013.

The thing about snow culture in Oregon…

Is it me or are there no minorities here?

Ok, that isn’t a great way to start out. But seriously, where my brown people at?

I’m currently on my Spring Break and sitting in a lodge typing away and planning classes while my manfriend snowboards down a rather large, well it looks like a cliff to me, with his best friend.

I had delusions of grandeur to the Thursday of my Spring Break. Pre-cogs of myself sitting in a cozy arm chair, in front of a fire, near a window with a drowsy St. Bernard puppy clopping by, as I sip my Hogsback Oatmeal Stout at 11am. Not the case folks.

Unfortunately we aren’t at Timberline—we’re at Meadows. Where according to Manfriend, the terrain for boarding is better, but he failed to mention that the lodge accomodations are less than stellar. I am seated at a barstool in front of one of two windows in the eating/bar area. The bars are currently closed, people. Did you read that? C-L-O-S-E-D. CLOSED.