Boulder Scrambling Indian Summer Adventure

     Yesterday my feet dangled over the edge of a sheer cliff drop off. I held onto a rope I found wedged between two boulders, and then using all those fine tuned P90X muscles, I pulled my legs up over the edge of the giant boulder, praying the frayed rope wouldn’t give out, dropping me …

Whole Grain Veggie Quesadillas

 in between Green Valley and Big Bear        Today was the prefect overcast, thunder storms looming on the horizon kind of day to bust out a hard core workout. I can say that after a week of, well, sitting on my ass, sipping white wine. at Big Bear    It might make me sound lazy, …

Bank of America, I hate you

     Let me just say, the reason I was so pissed at Bank of America probably stemmed from the fact that I was still a little pissed off at Arrowbear Water Company for blatantly lying to my face about my meter being read on a monthly bases. Gophers with shovels, my ass. If this makes …

Who are all these idiots, and why are they on my roads?

     What does Labor Day weekend mean to me? Well obviously it means sharing my glorious mountain roadways for one weekend with the rest of Southern California. And THAT means flipping off a lot of people and possibly running from the cops.    Lets back up a little. I might have a tiny little problem with …

Those Damn Squirrels Again!

     I live in the mountains. That means whenever anything goes wrong with any thing in my life, the problem gets blamed on either squirrels or gophers.     A few years ago, when my car was only six months old, my horn broke. Okay this could have been cause by me honking at flatlanders for twelve …