Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column here to remind you how good it is to be, how good it is to be in Summit Up Land and how good it is that we get to play in the snow.
Disagree, do you? Are you lamenting life’s trifles, pouting a bit because, like us, you’re chained to a desk, or because you just can’t seem to find the time to get out there?
It could be worse. So says Barton Grover Howe, an off-and-on Keystone employee the past six years. Barton’s now stuck in Missouri and fiending for our sleepy little town like Gary Busey in a Columbian candy store. He describes Columbia, Mo., as the sort of place where one doesn’t live for winter so much as he just tries to survive it.
Barton wrote us a little ode on the subject:
I’m trapped in Missouri,
(Grad school, you know.)
Where the media squeal with glee,
When there’s no forecast of snow.
I miss my Summit home,
With skiing right down the street.
Here they boast of Iowa,
With a vert of 200 feet.
I’m jonesin’ for some freshies,
(Hell, I’d be happy with ice.)
And while I’d love anything at 10,000 feet,
The view from Keystone would be really nice.
I’m not going to make it much longer,
This strain is too much on my heart.
I think I’m going to strap on my boards,
And stand in the cooler at Super Wal-Mart.
All of you snowhounds, be so kind as to tip your hat for Barton before descending the trails today.
Angie wants her thermometer back. To clarify, she told us somebody swiped a Vans thermometer from out behind Gemini Sportswear, so she called in this Scum Alert!! Scum Alert!! Angie says she really wants it back, so if whoever took it could put it back – no questions asked.
Otherwise, we’ll have to bust a karmic cap in someone’s @$$.
You should all be proud of our Summit High School chorus groups. A parent e-mailed us to let you all know the school’s singers hit up the Colorado University Madrigal Festival and sang with about 1,100 other voices. The weekend before that, eight students were part of the 2002 Northwest League honor band and performed at the Vilar Center in Beaver Creek.
Rock on, or madrigal on, or honor band on, or whatever you kids are saying these days.
Supermarket Tabloid Headline of the Week: From the racks beside the Wal-ly World checkout lines, the Weekly World News is proclaiming that al-Qaida mastermind Osama bin Laden’s prophecies were discovered written down on paper in some cave in Afghanistan. Yes, there’s the one you’d expect about half the U.S. dying of the black plague. The one that’ll really throw you for a loop: Osama is quite certain Britney Spears is going to convert to Islam.
Is it just us, or is this just a little bit of burqa-induced wishful thinking on Osama’s part?
Take this Friday, stuff it in a squash and bake it. It’s that time of year, you know. Let us know what’s what in your corner of the world at
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We’re out hiding our prophecies in a cave …
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