ski jam a.k.a. TSSP

Had a chill friday after work. Steph came over and made a delicious mexican style dish. Saturday we headed to a-basin early so we could get a parking spot for the notorious ski jam that was off the hook last year. The crowds didn't seem as bad when we got there, and it looked like about only half of the festivities as we witnessed previously - specifically the flat bed truck with bands along with the new addition of functioning hot tubs going by the name of TSSP. Missing were the dj's, tiki huts, and living room furniture that were located at the other end of the lot. As it turns out, they are indeed two separate parties that happened to be on the same weekend last year. We partook in the revelries briefly after we Q'ed out in the lot, but spent most of the day on the slopes because the conditions were mint.







Later that evening we met up with folks celebrating heidi's b-day at bacaro, before eventually ending up at a kegger thrown by one of wesson's friend's parents in a house they rented for the weekend. Silliness ensued.



Sunday was spent cleaning milo for the appraiser coming wednesday so I can re-fi. Later on, we headed to hillside for dinner and the second to last ep of John Adams.