Salt Lake City Pics: 3/8 - 3/12

Skiing at Snowbird, UT. Yes it was cold. I think we are around 9,000 ft in elevation here. The top was 11,000 ft, and yes my lungs could tell.

You can own one of these for $40,000. It takes premium unleaded gasoline. And it only costs $3,000 to get a license to fly it. Crazy.

This place was like American Choppers, only with gyroplanes. This one was pimped out with custom Raven paintjob, plus leather seats and chrome controls.

Me posing with an apparently $150,000 Benz. I think it was an SL 65 AMG, V12... means nothing to me, but must be one hell of a car.

I'm in that thing! Coming in for a landing during my gyroplane flight. Check out the background. Amazing.

Joe and I pimping out the rental minivan on the mean streets of Salt Lake. It was white-out snowy conditions, that's why you can't see out the windows.

Throwing up the M-sign for mormons. Holla.

Joe probably offending people in the SLC airport. YEAH TEMPLE! ROCK!

Pics from February to March

My first time paintballing was a blast. That's me on the right, looking like a terrorist.

ATL Party Bus. Awesome night.

Cruising the mean streets of ATL in the Party Bus. Check out the cheesy track lighting on the ceiling. Psychedelic, maaan.

Our Party Bus driver... his name was "Cowboy" I kid you not.

At a Dueling Piano Bar at the perimeter. The piano player was hokey as hell, but the drinks were good.

Joe's impression of a leprechaun on the night of the Great Guinness Toast. That's the Guinness Girl who gave us all free shirts. We had just come from a Guinness Believer event so they were very impressed with our love for Guinness.

The most snow Atlanta got this winter. It melted within about 15 minutes.

Almost done with school. In no way is that depressing.

There is about 6 weeks left in the school year here at Tech, and then I'll be a Master of Science and concurrently homeless. The job hunt was going well but all the enormous companies either don't want me or are dragging their ass with getting back to me. I'm thinking it's the latter since they'll take about anyone. But anyways, I did hear from two companies, one in DC and one in Salt Lake (yeah, quite different). And to some's surprise and/or horror, I am probably going to accept the one in Salt Lake City. Yes, it is mormon country but it's also cheap-housing country and outdoor-heaven country. I went up there a few weekends back to check it out and interview, and went skiing up at Snowbird and Brighton. Pretty damn nice. Waaay different than my NY experiences. Even in the middle of the city you are surrounded on all sides by these beautiful mountains, which you can see from anywhere because the city is FLAT. That'll make bike riding a breeze. And cost-of-living is mad cheap. Oh and plus I like the job. It's a real small company that could probably go belly up at any moment, but I'm not too worried about that.

Even though I feel pretty good about it, it's still a big, big decision. This is Utah, people. I've been on the east coast, mostly Maryland my whole life. This is 2000+ miles away. Sometimes I get the "what the hell are you thinking" moments. But then I think, if I did move back to Maryland I would almost definitely regret not moving to Utah or somewhere else. I would regret playing it safe by moving back where all my friends/family are. Coming to Atlanta was awesome, I can't imagine if I had just stayed at UMD... ugh.

So that's that, if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. I would have lost nothing. I'll look to Annie K for inspiration, she just picked up and quit her NYC marketing job or whatever and moved to fucking HAWAII to work on a cruise ship. I mean, what the hell! That's about as 180 as you can go. That's cool. When we hear stories like that, most of us think they are cool, adventurous, romantic, or just plain ballsy, but we rarely make those moves ourselves. I wonder why.