Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column whose hindsight is not 20/20.And we have the scars to prove it.No, we’re not talking about the clarity that the passage of time brings when looking back on history. This isn’t so much about the mistakes we’ve made in life as it is about the mistakes we’ve made backing up. Yes, this is about our hineys.We know how much our readers are concerned about our keisters, so it is with deep regret we report we’re in need of a rear-view mirror. In the last three days, we have twice backed into or sat on objects which, aside from tearing our pants and bruising our beautiful flesh (oh, you laugh, but it’s pretty), have only served to remind us that we’re not paying attention.Nothing wakes you up quite like backing down some construction scaffolding into a rusty iron bar or sliding your backside down a wall and getting hung up on a not-so-plumb electrical outlet.We take solace in thinking, however, that we can’t be alone and that their must be some remedy for this. Those trucks that go beep-beep when put in reverse come to mind, but those seem to annoy everybody (and not to mention, that wouldn’t keep us from backing our behinds into a rosebush).We’re not looking for any tips here, though. We just thought we’d warn you that if you see a rotund mass of gluteus maximus headed your way, you might want to give a shout. We want to avoid that collision as much as you do.***Last week, we wanted to know how the lift lines were. Michael from Breck got back to us:”The lift lines at A-Basin weren’t too bad,” he wrote, Thursday we think. “But my board got stolen while I went to the restroom.”Michael said he wouldn’t have minded so much – the board wasn’t the best – “but the bindings were worth something. Bad karma on them.” It’s that time of year, folks. Don’t let your gear out of your sight.*** And speaking of stolen boards, this Scum Alert!! Scum Alert!! was reported by Mandy. She says some excuse for a bag o’ bones ran off with Chris’ board out of his car in the Treehouse parking lot. It’s a Guinness board with Burton bindings and a Grateful Dead sticker on it. May the thief have an unplanned meeting between face and hard-packed powder.***It’s Thursday, and today’s password is “out of sight, out of mind, in the behind.” Tell us about the time you sat on a cat at email@example.com, fax at (970) 668-0755 or just record your roommate sitting on that whoopee cushion on the voicemail at (970) 668-3998, ext. 237.We’re out shopping for hockey pads for the lower half …
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