Red Eyes, Swollen Livers, Dull Edges

The player named after a type of beef goes off for 61, Lebron follows with a triple double while scoring over 50 points what do they have in common with me you might ask? Well, snce you asked, the still can't unseat me as the King.
14 days of travel, 6 days of skiing, 1 powder day, 2500 miles traveled, 8 days of tradeshows, over 100 cocktails consumed.

SLC RECAP: arrive in the mormon motherland and quickly head for the hills. the stench over the town for the entirety of my stay left a metallic drip in the back of your throat and eyes so red you looked like a refugee from a snoop dog show. Driving up to the mountains the road signs did not tell tales of stolen kids or heinous traffic, rather they told of hazardous air warnings, red flag. The inversion over the puss hole regional capital of western jesus land was so bad as to make it the reported "worst air in the world" for most of the time i was there. That was a comforting thought.
Up in the mountains though the air was fresh but the snow wasn't. groomer, groomer, groomer, beer was the melodic pattern i followed for the first 5 days. Then down to the show. The show was was it always is except for the incredible sight of post modern granola crunching d bags from the south east skating through the aisles on their 4 foot longboard skateboards complete with wooded and rubber "paddle" for pushing themselves down the street. imagine pleasure point at 2 feet with 20 paddleboarders out, then replace the water with concrete. SSWWWWEEEEEEEEEEETTT.
Wrap up the show, hit solitude for a nice pow day complete with new entropy skis and 1000 steps of hiking for fresh, and i wasnt so pissed to be in Utard after all.
Vegas Recap: The SIA show is ASR on steroids. Something happens to 19 year old new school jibbers from socal when they hit sin city. Shit, something happens to 34 year old old school skiers from nocal when they hit the strip. How can i describe 5 nights in vegas with an expense account, weed, whores, gambling, and free booze in a short period of time so as not to bore all of you out in blog land?
Start drinking at 2pm with beers and some purple drink from the rome booth. 4pm hit metallica cover band at helly hansen and more beers, 6pm go to mix master mike and add more booze, 7pm go to ice bar and start downing free vodka and energy drink, 8pm start to stagger, 9pm lose suneil and desi for good but hook up with random bros from montana/tahoe/industry who you havent seen in years, 10 pm hit tables and maybe grab some food, 12 am hit the clubs, 2am really start drinking, and 5 am come home wasted. now multiply that times 5 and you have some idea of what it is like.
Fly home to sfo on friday night and dont move from the beach for 2 days, and have a total of 3 beers while watching the superbowl when your team wins it. Give up alcohol for february.
The King is back, the King never left, the King will be alcohol free riding at Kirkwood on Sat and jibbing some fresh backcountry lines on sunday. Long Live the King.