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.