So I finally got some rippering in this weekend. The jewel of the Midwest, Tyrol Basin opened up so me and Keith dragged ourselves over there to ride. It was as much fun as you can imagine. It’s also important to note that this place, as awesome as it is, is tiny. You know at Northstar, the last little down slope coming out of the park, where they have the halpipe? That’s about 3x the size of Tyrol. Most importantly, don’t forget your bloody mary.

 Then I went home and signed my shit up on Riders’ Journal. Rider’s Journal is a slick little website that lets you record the days you spend riding. Where you go, who you rode with, what your rode for the day, and you can even let other riders know what costume you wore that day. New this year Riders’ Journal will even let you set up goal for your season. None of that I want to do back-to-back cab 1080s but more like, “I want to ride 8 days and consume 17 drinks at the slope-side bar. And remember pics or if didn’t happen. (this has been a paid endorsement from ridersjournal.com. I get paid in stickers, which is better than mtnops.net)

 So then this morning my friend Lorenius is claiming she has some kind of missing-link Letter Press. The fucking Lucy machine if you will. I guess there were a few steps between the Guttenberg and the Canon mp600. Then she sent me this image:

x-ibit A 

I’m thinking this rig is certainly on the great ape side of the missing link, but none the less she’s claiming this is some sort of machina ex deus. And to really get down on it, I’ve been around. I make the occasional rueben sandwich, or at least have the help cook one up for me. I know a damn meat slicer when I see one.

x-ibit B Letterpress me some pastrami, please.