Winter Wonderland

Getting ready in the lodge

Cool Tricks!
My tailbone remains intact! Yeahhhh

S and I took off snowboarding yesterday. The weather was gorgeous. The temp was -1 and it snowed lightly all morning. The slopes were all powder and there was next to no one there. We had alot of fun. I dropped S off at work and got home around dinner deciding it was the perfect evening for a horror night.

Horror night is just another one of the bizarre quirks that I love . I live in the country in a fairly isolated area. I'm always telling people that our sleepy little town would make for a perfect background in a Stephen King novel. Its a great setting for a creative imagination. I love these nights when I'm on my own, and being an adrenaline junkie, I can have my heart racing in moments. Its a great rush. Horror night works like this;

I'll smoke a joint, watching a somewhat realistic horror flick, and then sit outside listening to the wind, the wolves howling, the silence...and let my imagination run wild. I'm fairly effecient in scaring the crap out of myself. I imagine anything from aliens to axe wielding psychopaths .
In reality, wouldn't happen because my dogs would chew out the throats of any tresspasser on my property, but it's still a great little game to play.

So last night, the horror flick of choice was The Hills Have Eyes. Now, I'm pretty skeptical about horrors. Most are laughable at best, downright pathetic really. The trick is finding one that could ( or at least you think it could) possibily happen. My weakness if zombies and psycho freaks. Those always freak me out. This movie scared me to DEATH! For the first time in a long time, I actually had to turn it off . How disapointing. I wimped out! I must watch this movie again from start to finish. It was vile, graphic, perverse. Everything I love in a horror flick. I must prevail!