March 12, 2008
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Snow Culture
Sometimes when I think about things before I do them, which is a rare occurrence, I manage to connect a few dots and end up doing something right.
Like, for instance, if it's the beginning of spring, and you're driving along and you see a ski area on the side of a mountain.... And there are a lot of new-ish SUVs around, and they all have ski racks... And you come to a funky espresso drink coffeehouse by the highway.... You can be forgiven for betting that there's a really lovely, fit, tattooed woman in her early 20s inside that coffeehouse who is really an enlightened being whose socioeconomic context allows only that she can express her enlightenment by preparing for you a soy latté.
And you'd be right.
Comments (3)
ah so much honesty in the male mind
we do have a tradition to uphold: specifically here, Ulysses knows that Persephone had been making him that cup of coffee for twenty years, whilst small-talking tons of other less-brave customers out the door. Another charming post; you're my hero.
I went white water rafting in Colorado a few years ago, and got this very cool guide. She was as you described, and we talked about her life... she did water water guiding in the summer, and ski instructing in the winter. Water, either liquid or frozen. It was where she was at that point in her life. She was content with that.
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