

Mike didn’t acknowledge the hashtag: “I dunno man. “#hellstothefuckyeah,” James texted back hoping Mike would understand his hashtag was only half serious. “Naw-did it cum out today?” Mike was a little disturbed that come came out ‘cum’ on autocorrect. He now lived in the Midwest again and put his liberal arts degree to use as a financial advisor which gave him plenty of time to read Deadspin all day. “Have you seen the new Matchstick trlr?!” James wrote, self-satisfied he’d just created an abbreviation for trailer. But then he came back the next winter and James hired him on at the rental shop he was running. They worked there for a summer and a winter till Mike got called home to help his mom take care of his sick dad. They were both busboys at the same lakefront restaurant that serves frozen crab cake appetizers in small quantities with mayo and Paprika they call aioli and a dead lemon wedge from the bar bucket for $17.39. Mike came from the Midwest where he went to a public college and didn’t learn shit but still has a cool football team to root for. James came from Vermont where he went to a private college and didn’t learn shit. James and Mike have been bros for a decade, maybe longer-they can’t remember. (An ellipsis denoting Mike texting back made James smile.) He was sitting in traffic and pretending not to text which made it look even more like he was texting. How did I never realize that?Īs told by every sad bro ever since the trailer for Fade to Winter dropped Wednesday. I’m going on Shark Tank with Doga.ģ7:23 You guys getting that: Jones’s Doga Studios.ģ9:21 Fuck, I get it. Something tells me he could make it annoying.ģ1:30 I mean, I know yoga works, but does it work that well?ģ4:31 Fuck man. Cubicle.Ģ9:13 I wonder if Tarantino has ever snowboarded. Does that mean when I retire I should go work in a cubicle.Ģ7:39 Cubicle. I gotta write her a letter or something when this is done.Ģ6:23 Wait, I get to snowboarded for a living. This shit’s too scary, back to unfocusing.Ģ4:01 What’s with the hamburger cake that’s ALWAYS sitting in the display case at Treat Box?Ģ4:08 Did I mention Treat Box breakfast sandwiches?Ģ5:55 Um, Missy Elliott-ah-gain. I know I’m going to forget it if I don’t.Ģ3:04 Nope. If we get rid of all condos and unpave our roads all the shit will stop melting.Ģ2:11 I gotta write that down. It just…I mean, nothing about it really stayed with me.ġ4:56 That’d be a nice place for a sauna.ġ6:30 Why did I suddenly think of Missy Elliott?ġ7:56 Hey guys in the chopper, if I die right now will one of you delete the part where my last words are Missy Elliott?ġ8:44 …My brothers became millionaires by simply daring me to do shit.ġ9:03 Cheeky bastards. Only like 100-fucking-million more to go.ġ2:17 I really wanted the new Star Wars to be better.ġ4:14 It wasn’t bad. My default answer for all things I can’t remember clearly will be ‘98 from now on.ġ1:18 Like nobody’s going to question if I start by saying, ‘Yeah, well back in ‘98…’ġ1:47 That turn sucked. What was the name of that video store next to New Moon?ġ0:17 When’s the last time I made a collect call…hmm.ġ0:51 I’ll go with ‘98.

But why’d they name their store after something from the Twilight Series?ĩ:18 Fuck. Too bad their beer is awful.Ĩ:19 …Some people say that there’s a woman to blame.ĩ:15 New Moon Natural Foods is great. Bonus points if it has a hammock.ħ:13 Those Corona commercials really get it right. Something something something something of salt.Ĥ:19 Why is that song in my head? Sing something else.ĥ:01 Did I tip enough last time at Drunken Monkey?ĥ:46 What’s the snowboard version of snollerblades?ĥ:49 Is snowboarding the snowboard version of snollerblades?Ħ:07 …Yeah, it’s just snowboarding in general.Ħ:09 Places I’d rather be: Fucking anywhere. That’s roughly the equivalent of running around and getting knives thrown at you in the dark for an entire episode of House of Cards.ġ:19 I could go for a Treat Box breakfast sando right now.Ģ:45 I fucking hope they’re not filming this.ģ:41 Wasted away again in Margrerrre-ville.

Truckee’s Jeremy Jones recently spent 40 minutes jump turning down a spine in the Himalayas. Spoiler Alert: There’s a good chance Jimmy Buffett will creep into your head when you’re trying to cheat death.
