PC Yuppie club

I've just about had my fill of standing next to celebs, B list actors, and the hordes of Cat 5 wanna be LA movie types in town for the past two weeks. I for the most part avoided the whole scene, except for my deliberate effort to laugh at and convey my feelings about some guy smoking a cig in a bright red Audi with Cali plates that read "VRYEuro". Luckily euro's aren't that tough so I wasn't worried for my wellbeing. And yes, Wells is jealous I talked to Winona Rider and Bono at the Metallica show. Thank gawd for camera phones. Both were really cool people and even bought me and Harriet a drink.

Bolting out of the LA of Utah on Saturday morning, I arrived at the Ross Schnell pad just in time to ride up into Monument Nat'l Park and promptly freeze myself to death while risking life and limp on the back side of the hill, descending on snow and ice for 12miles. At least the tunnels were so dark I didn't worry about the black ice...cuz everything was black.

Finally I hooked up with the Martini crew, who were busted stocking up on their secret Boulder chest puffing juice.

And you thought Martini was just born like that...