More Pictures

Rise and shine.

 This is the main bus stop on the way up to the resort. On a powder day, there's a crowd of people out front.

  This is Wily (as in cunning). Arvin and Danica got her from a rescue shelter in Santa Fe during Thanksgiving. She is a master of the puppy-dog eyes. 

Home sweet home

I live in a house. My bedroom window is on the upper left.

Enter the house, go up the stairs, turn left. (The ice cream is guarded by Spiderman)

Turn left again.

Up the stairs. (the red star is the window is visible in the exterior shot)

Turn right.

And if you look out the window, to the Northwest...

Or off the porch, to the Southeast...

Behind the scenes

The staff of the Ice Bar had to take a skier proficiency test today. With the exception of the head chef, we all did fine. The head chef, however, fell and hit his head. Disoriented and incoherent, he was diagnosed with a concussion and his ski pass was flagged. Ski patrol must green-light him before he can access the restaurant by himself. The opening schedule was pushed back three days, so I have tomorrow off.
And Brother, it's ripping.

Yesterday featured a snowmobile ride around the resort. It was a bit like riding a golf kart around the Disneyland backlot, only with stunning vistas and serene natural beauty. And a fox. I mean, a Fox. Like a fox fox. You know what I'm talking about.
I spent the rest of the day working one-on-one with the as yet unconcussed head chef prepping lobster soup and hand-made gnocchi. He made us a special dish combing the gnocchi, lobster stock, fried tomato, and elk sausage. We ate lunch in the fancily furnished, but completely empty restaurant overlooking the resort. It reminded me a bit of this business.

On Imagination and Reality

Is it weird that I'm into this kind of stuff?

I'm living with a couple, Arvin and Danica, in a duplex. Arvin and I have connected over pop culture. He has a lot of comic books, hero movies (Super, Bat, Spider, and Iron men, the Bourne trilogy, etc.), and a huge box of NES games. Last night I got through two and half episodes of Batman the Animated Series before putting in The Dark Knight. We had a stimulating conversation about the timeless values and themes present in Gotham's struggle for salvation and the role of the Caped Crusader as a characterization of our conflicted desire to disrupt our own moral weakness.
Which is my way of saying that I really like Batman.
But it also got me thinking about Fantasy as a lens to view Reality. I'm a sucker for romantic comedies, nostalgic music, and the wild adventures of colorful heroes. I like soaking up the drama because it inspires me to savor those qualities in "real life". My concept of reality is as far from Truth as any child's fantasy, so why not have some fun with it? 
I think that's why comics and animation are so appealing to me. It's one thing to watch a movie where the hero never runs out of bullets, but consider the sense of wonder that comes with stepping into a whole new world. I'm not talking about anthropomorphic animals or advanced technology. I'm talking about the difference between this and this. 
Evocative, colorful, and exagerated ...but compared to what?
"Normal" is a relative term. If you couldn't detect it, there are some Buddhisty themes swirling around in here. Try this: step into this world for a moment. OK, now look around you. Is it possible to apply the curiosity with which you studied that image to the keyboard in front of you? Or the pattern of the wall? Or the texture of your pants? Even harder, can you see your life as equally colorful and bizarre and exciting? Just because what you're used to seems less interesting doesn't mean you have to ignore it, or— God forbid, get bored by it. 
Savor the flavor.