Hot damn, who is that Mama~

Ello governerzzz,

I welcome you with a special celebrity guest appearance today. None other than Mama Tanya, in Da Boat, finally getting a whiff of what I refer to as Living The Dream. Took the mums out skiing yesterday, her first time in 12 years and boy oh boy did we have a good time. Hilarious, we realized we've never been on a ski hill together... and there's nothing like watching your mother slide head first down a hill, grinning from ear to ear, ski's as high as they can be in the air. Classic. We've been nothing but smiles the whole time, and I'm so stoked to share this beautiful atmosphere with her. I'm sure if and when you talk to the Lady Tanya, she'll preach everything I've been writing for the past two winters (well guess I've only written once this winter, but umm yeahhh).

People are so friendly in ski towns. The scenic shots are more than pictures will ever be able to describe. The adventures r within every step. Everybody knows everybody, and if ya don't, well than you'll get to know them real fast. Within the first five minutes of Mamacita being here, she had already met-befriended-and learned the life story of the bartender in the hotel... one and two Tuacas later ;) Mi casa es su casa, my food is your food, this beer's on me. Coloradoans give 'sharing is caring' a whole new definition... one that San Diegans should really take up. The hustle and bustle, traffic and congestion... what the hell are you talking about? Should we drive? No, take the free bus... actually lets walk. Activities are everywhere and one's for the taking. 75 years old? No problema, they're the real ski bums on the hill everyday, round the clock, smiling like little children on Christmas. Fall down skiing... r u alright? Can I help you? Mum got greeted by 3 or 4 five year olds while skiing, all at separate times... asking if she was okay and needed help. HAHAHhahhahhahaha, all while she was sliding down the hill, to say the least I was crying with laughter. Little kids, taught to help others out on the hill... if only that could humble the kids back home. The tourists replenish the city with MOSTLY great spirits, ridiculous gaper gear, and $$ for my paychecks... thx by the way. Just how much mulla are guests willing to pour out of their pockets? Well the average family of four staying for one week: transportation, hotel, lift tickets, rentals, ski school, eating out, souvenirs... spends around $10,000 for one week of living it up with locals that have made this their lifestyle... for a much cheaper cost.

10,000 dollarez... yikes. Luckily for you all who have visited me (Boom, Sunny, Sunny's Mamacita, Cay-rolll, and Mama!) we've kept it down to a few hundred. That whiskey being half of the bill hot damn. Jack, Jim, and Jamo, thx for keeping me warm all winter. For those who havn't visited me yet well ba-humbug. Calling you out, right now.

Just kidding, I understand people actually have these things called Yobs. Ya know those things with cubicles and pencil jars... eeewwww... sorry but that's just not gonna work for me. Actually................. that pencil jar could do me nicely.

Now I've come to the realization that the Monday thru Friday, 8-5 just isn't me. I've always kind of known that but I've accepted my life revolves around my recreational activities. I am not what I do, a surfer... a snowboarder, but they are my greatest passions in life. Being submerged in the surf and/or snow industry is naturally what I'm drawn to. I'm as happy as can be everyday, surfing the endless summers away and riding the winters sparkling pixie dust with luv. I've also recently been blessed with the option and opportunity to join the new family business. Pick-Smith Inc., the JamKat being the first product developed. A whole industry wrapped up in one little spring-loaded gato. Buzz worldwide, no competition, and so many expansions for the future... I just may have lucked out in this life I am living.

Oh who am I kidding, I'm one of the luckiest people I've known with a family that ya just can't beat. That includes every single one of you reading this, family and friends, friends being family too.

Well it's time to hit the streets with mama, some delicious BBQ later, followed by the Strawberry Park Hot Springs oh yeahhh. Much luv to all, thanks for taking the time to hear my hippie sermons.

Pura Vida, Snow bliss!

Cheyna Bobana