i dance. you dance. we all dance… at sundance?
went to sundance this last weekend. i probably should have checked the weather before i left, because it was cold. it probably wouldnt have been so bad but… i didnt bring snow pants… or boots… or a snow jacket…
man, what good is the weather app on my iphone if i never use it?
heres the view from the cabin:
it looked like every other cabin from the street. so i built a snowman/bouncer for our front door. whenever we called a taxi, we’d tell the driver to look for him.
those are potato chips for his eyes and buttons
by the third day, this became pretty ineffective:
im meeellltttiiinnnngggg
i fully expected to see vincent chase, king of sundance, walking around park city. instead, i got to see patty, the hooker, from my name is earl. here she is eating some cheeseburgers:
here she is on the show:
and here is the view from downdown:
brr. im getting shivers just looking at these pictures.