Shabadoo?

This weekend has been fairly fun. Last night, our dorm had a "come as you're not" banquet, in which all people in attendence were required to dress as things that they weren't. Lee, Jordan and myself dressed as lifeguards. Needless to say, it was somewhat chilly. On a lark, the three of us ran through a huge deep field of snow clad in naught but swim suits, tank-tops, and sandals. Brrr! Today, a bunch of us went sledding over at Holmberg Park. I tell you, that is a good place to sled. There's this huge steep hill on the western edge of the park that we dubbed the "K2 of sled hills." Lee and I took a tandom run down that bad boy, and it was absolutely insane. We made it about fifty feet on the sled when we were tossed out. We then proceeded to travel the remaining one-hundred-fifty odd feet at high speeds through various sundry modes of falling--namely sliding down on my back headfirst, in my case, and rolling continuously in Lee's. This of course left us quite covered in snow and looking like the abominable snowman. It goes without saying that I was quite wet by the end of the afternoon. Upon returning, I spent a good half hour under a hot shower letting feeling return to my hands and feet. Oh, but that felt good.