After a day of risking my life in a dangerous hiking situation, I need pizza, and I don’t mean Domino’s. I need fancy mountain pizza. And yes, I will be making it on the bar B Q. Sounds not to complicated, right? Except I left the pizza dough in my locker at work, so even …
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 …
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, …
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 …
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. I bet a bunch of them will have to take advantage of great services …