Its so good to hear from you. This entry is for you, Marcella, JK, and Todd. I'm touched you want to know about me. So here it is: I live in South Lake Tahoe. Its fresh and piney. Coyotes call to one another at night. They, bears and raccoons the size of coyotes ravage our garbage if we put it out before pick up. We're at elevation (7000 ft in town, 9800 at Kirkwood) where the air is clear and thin. When we go to the Bay, we get all this extra pizazz from the extra oxygen. SF is 3-4 hrs drive east, Santa Cruz, 4.
We're on the Nevada boarder so casino gambling supposedly brings dollars to town, but to me it seems the casinos draw the tourists away from our California businesses and attract bad elements that suck off of us rather than contribute. There are 3 ski resorts here on the south side of the lake and something like 20 or 30 others all around it, all with incredible views. You know how church pamphlets advertise heaven, with snowy mountains, grassy flowery meadows and sapphire lakes? That's my home. Its so supra fun snowboarding here, I get caught in playground time warp through winter seasons, charging new snow, jonesing the next storm, anticipating, procrastinating home, career, life and travel plans 'till the short summer. Summers I spend serving tourists flocking to our cool retreat, escaping scorching heat in the valleys (i.e. Sacramento and LA areas, getting worse with global warming.) I try to accomplish a year's worth of goals put off to snowboard in the 2 or 3 months of summer while working 2 or 3 jobs. I like to hike and back pack, mountain bike and rock climb as much as possible too. I learned all that here.
I came here on a spur of the moment side trip visiting my cousin, Sarah, whom I hadn't seen since I was 3. We bonded. Her house, her friends, her lifestyle reminded me of my happiest times up 'till then (when I first left home at 16 and moved in with J.K.) One of her roommates, Fletch, was the drummer of the most popular band in town, Cosmic Freeway.Check it out. You'll see how I felt at home here, it was kinda like Hyde Park when I was 16, kinda not really but....ck 'em out. (I hate to admit, their catchy name eclipsed J.K.'s band's name in my sieve brain. I remember the name Imprasia that fricken Alex Hirsch changed it to, but for the life of me, and it often bugs me, I can't remember you guys' original name, John. Joby can't either. What was it? The original name oughta be mentioned on your sites. Congratulations on getting your band back together.
I ended up flopping Sarah's, couch for a month or 2, getting a job as a lift operator at Heavenly ski resort when my Chicago money (I was a travel agent and a cocktail waitress) ran out quick on lift tickets and snowboard equipment for my new addiction/solace. People who grow up here want to get the hell out because it's a small town. It grows and changes for the benefit of international corporations and real estate moguls rather than those who live here or the tourists who are attracted to the wildness, scenery, fresh air, clear water and peace.
So thats my life in a nutshell. What else? I picked up the Trumpet as my personal instrument, but sadly I don't have the discipline to play it much. Now and then I get inspired(Hugh Masekela, Fela Kuti, Les Claypool, Mutaytor, The New Up, Milo Z) to try.
I like a lot of silence too. I write a lot. Mostly journaling to keep my head straight, sorting my mental mess so I can function. I take random classes at community colleges, trying to cultivate myself. I read voraciously.
I read, so I'm told by Cabrillo college, at a snail's pace.
While taking French amongst other things there, I was detected to have major learning disabilities, like dyslexia, and short term memory stuff and other stuff like probably ADD. This explains why I couldn't cut it at U of C lab High School and dropped out. I nearly got an AA in business at Harold Washington city college in '92?, but failed Accounting class and got recruited into the job I was after, Travel Agent, so never finished the AA. I'm going for Cert in web design now at LTCC. Maybe an AA or bachelor's'll come of it finally. I do have a Master's though (heh, heh, a Dive Master cert. I spent 9 months in Thailand getting it and using it. A dive master is one notch down from an Instructor. I aided Instructors and led certified divers around the dive sites near Railay and Phi Phi. I want to go visit cousin Sarah down in Mexico this year, and see all the cave diving and Mayan ruins and jungle wilderness they are famous for down there. alright, well, I wanta go out for sushi in a sec and go bowling.
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