If I were out skiing and a bear came running by I think I would make a big doody in my expensive waxed Limonta breeches and hope all that extra insulation I paid for kept anyone else from noticing. Then, if the bear didn't eat me and went off elsewhere, I would be like, "Well, it serves you right for spending a shitload of money to try and go fast down a mountain on two sticks, you idiot." God, is there anyone dumber than the recreational skier? They are the literal definition of "more money than sense." Anyway, the bears aren't going to bed anymore, and we should probably get used to it because it is only going to get warmer.
Tuesday, January 14th, 2014