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It’s true. For real. Like, 2 time world champ Axel Teichmann. He caught me makin yellow snow.
Let me set it up for you in 4 parts that had to come together all at the right moment, like a perfect storm:
So as you should know by now, it gets dark here early in the day. That means when we ski twice, we skin once in the light and once in the dark. It’s actually kind of cool because it’s all lit up so it’s a new feeling to ski like that. But that’s not the point. Well today we went skating in the afternoon, and it was full on dark out. And they just groomed and lit a 10k loop that was finally in great shape after a little more snow last night. That’s part number 1.
So when we skied I did two loops of the 3.8k thats been open since we got here. Roughly, I’d say I’ve skied this loop 50 times. Not that I’m complaining about great skiing at this time of year, but it does get a little boring. Then I was looking for adventure and I knew they had opened this loop and I hadn’t skied it yet. So at the turnoff I just went for it. And I was off. There’s part 2.
Muonio is a pretty sweet place right now and there’s big races coming up and the world cup opens not far away. Because of this a lot of national teams are hanging around, including, as of yesterday, the German team. That’s number 3.
Part 4 is simple. I drank a lot of water yesterday and today and had soup for lunch and didn’t pee before leaving the house to ski.
So when you put all that together, you have a beautiful, lit, 10k loop which I am skiing on because I’m bored of the 3.8k. At the same time, you’ve got superstars like Axel (yeah, I’d say it’s first name basis after the intimate moment I shared with him) skiing around all over the place, like this exact 10k loop. Finally, I needed to pee. Badly. So I’m cruising along, looking for a good stopping point. So far, I’d skied about 2-3k and seen nobody, so I wasn’t worried about getting spotted. I picked the top of a big hill and stopped, pulled over right under a streetlamp, and started doing my thang. Well just as I started, I looked down the track that I was basically standing on, and there’s a person there. Shoot. Too late now. Wouldn’t be my first time getting caught yellow handed. Well as this guy comes up I get a better view and realize he’s a German, and he’s pretty good. Doesn’t matter much, it’s still a guy who’s seeing me pee right? Wrong. I start to realize that he’s real tall and has this look of pain in his eyes like he just gets routinely outsprinted by Northug. Actually, I couldn’t see that. But I did recognize him. As I was squinting at him I think I started to turn towards him (as I would later realize from my yellow trail) which seems, in retrospect, like a bad idea. Woops. But he definitely saw me. Fully lit up, almost in his tracks, taking a pee. And that was it. My brush with fame, my 15 seconds, my moment in the spotlight.
Here’s my story:
After the long trip over that you’ve all read about by now and a great night in a tiny bed, we all went skiing. There’s a fair amount of snow here (and more coming all the time) but they only had a 3.8k loop open on snow they had saved from last year. It was great. We skied for 2 hours, skating. It was cold and clear and it was skiing. I didn’t feel too good but I had figured it was probably jetlag. It wasn’t. By that night, I had come down with a cold. Runny nose, little bit of a sore throat, headache, that sort of stuff. That keeps me at a clean 50% success rate for traveling and getting sick. So here I was, all the way over (and up) here, and too sick to ski. First, I started eating as many vitamin C’s, D’s, and multivitamins as I could absorb. Like, so much vitamin C that I could practically see the CVS logos in my urine when I peed it out. I sat out the afternoon run, then the ski thursday morning, the run and strength thursday afternoon. I did go for a walk thursday afternoon which was nice but made me wish I could ski even more. I know nobody’s going to feel bad for me being in Finland and on snow in late October, but this was worse than not being near snow at all. I started feeling better Friday morning, but figured if I would ski at all it would be the afternoon 1 hour classic ski, not the morning 2 hour skate. So I sat out again. Actually, I lied out, on my bed, wishing I would get better. Maybe it’s because we’re so close to Santa up here, but my wish came true quicker than I thought. By the afternoon, I was ready to classic ski. And the next morning (this morning), I felt good enough to go again. And this afternoon, I felt better still. So I did miss a few sessions in there, but I’m back now, and even more thankful to be able to ski before halloween.
Aside from the sickness, everything else has been good or interesting. The food is a little funky, but really, liver paste and pickles on bread tastes pretty good. And cooking all our meals on a stovetop is a challenge, but one that we’re up to. And the whole bathroom floor doubling as the shower floor really isn’t that bad. And the dry sauna in every house for training clothes has been downright nice.
The only other interesting tidbit from here has been a new pair of skate boots that felt tight when I tried them on at home but turned out to be a little too tight. I wore them the first day for two hours and by the end my right big toenail had turned black. I’m pretty sure that’s a bad thing, so I’m working on ways to fix it. I tried putting the boots in the clothes sauna and putting them on, I tried skiing without insoles. Still working on the perfect fix. Maybe it’s a bigger pair of boots. But right now that’s not really an option so I’m getting creative.
That’s all from me. Keep your eyes peeled for a blog post from Dylan coming soon entitled: “Positive Hand Gestures: Which One’s Best? A study of the thumbs up, hook-em horns, surf’s up, and a-ok signs” *
*This may never happen. In fact, it almost definitely won’t.
I’ve been hard at work.
Basically, I’m not much of an artist. There was a time in high school when I took a full month of sculpture to make an 8 foot long trophy case lock (see picture) model out of cardboard that had moving parts and everything and I got an A+ in that class and on that specific project but really since then I haven’t made much of anything in the art department. Until now.
I guess it started last year when I made a piece of artwork by cutting out a page of a magazine and extra-bluing it to a carboard back and hanging it up in the kitchen, but this year, I’ve been on a tear.
My first major undertaking started when Pepa told me I wasn’t allowed to have a carpet in my room, because I was allergic to it. I debated that, but not to Pepa, because I didn’t want to get yelled at anymore. So I took the carpet out of my room, and my room immediately was no fun to live in. I’ll quote a great man when I say “that rug really tied the room together.” But there was a silver lining. Pepa told me that I could do whatever else I wanted to my floor, like paint in the design of the carpet. Interesting, I thought, but too complicated. Maybe another design would be better. Maybe something simpler. Maybe something more…patriotic. And so the next 10 days were spent clearing out my room, buying paint and supplies, sleeping in an open closet, and carefully painting 13 stripes and 50 stars onto my floor. Enjoy.
Then I took a break from my artistic career to focus on other things. But as with any true artist, my work called me back. This time it was through the medium of my fledgling business, lobsterjoke. You see, we needed to refresh the whole thing. It just wasn’t working for us, from the $15 shirts to the block print to the basic website. We needed an update, and that needed to start with printing our own stuff. So I looked into it, and it turns out screenprinting is not that hard, it just takes a while. Well, I’ve got time, so this was for me. It also cost some money to get into it, but since I plan to sell millions of shirts, it’d be ok to spend some. So I bought in and figured it out. It’s a pretty cool process, a little frustrating, but pretty fun overall. And the final products are pretty sweet. I made a couple screens to make 1 shirt and when that worked out, I went ahead and got the rest of the supplies for enough to make 5 shirts and I also bought 40 red shirts to print on. So I’m now printing shirts and that’s been pretty cool too, and they’re coming out pretty well. So well, in fact, that I’d put these things up against that cardboard trophy case lock as my best artwork yet. Here’s a picture of some of the screens I made and the finished products (or at least the backs).
So I know this is a little long and rambling. And maybe you know that’s my style. But let me sum this one up for you (for anyone going back to school and trying to write papers about me) in a couple bullet points:
1. I have almost no history with art.
2. I spent 10 days sleeping in a closet on an air mattress so that my floor could be an exact replica of the american flag.
3. The new lobsterjoke shirts are totally awesome, and they’re just $10. And I need to sell a lot of them now because I spent maybe too much learning how to screenprint. So go to lobsterjoke.com, pick a shirt, and email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.