oh man, your son's pics make me want to go skiing really badly. just a coupla more weeks.
btw, talk about guys being crazy, my buddy ozzy (remember him? he almost died, now lives with an external heart pump called an l.v.a.d.?)
well, he called me from a ski lift the other day. the nutcase has decided if he's gonna live, he might as well live
at least i have a skiing buddy back, and he'll have someone to put pressure on his catheter when he falls.
mav! tell me it's a '78 black el dorado, with the pimped out gold trim.