Gogo Jones
Sports Editor/Bauce
Okay, so if that combination of all caps and terrible word play didn’t piss you off then I don’t know what will. Perhaps this?? Anyways, Miss Gilhool (Kate) and I landed a co-babysitting job in Vermont this past weekend, and this post is basically a highlight reel of what happened.
For those of you who know me, I’m a pretty big hater of the Northeast and would give a pinky to see palm trees instead of scraggly oaks 24/7. HOWEVER, I must say Vermont is a very scenic state and I can always dig some frosted pines and dilapidated syrup shacks.
Our first night on the job, one of the little girls, Julie, found herself in the backyard pond. Hmm, I thought, can’t wait to be sued by the parents! But in this kind of situation, only two questions need to be asked: 1) Is your name Jasmine? 2) is that a magic carpet? No damnit, your name is Julie and that’s a piece of plastic; of course your gonna fall into the pond if you sled towards it and don’t bail. Okay, okay, maybe that’s a little harsh, but you could see how I’d be frustrated as the situation didn’t exactly reflect the best babysitting skills. Anyways, we got her bundled up by the fireside and all was calm…for a grand total of 10 seconds. You see, while all of the parents were outside enjoying the firepit and going after a 30 of Pabst like candy from a pinata, Kate and I were in the middle of a kid UFC (see video below). We ended the night with a black eye, a broken mirror and the messiest room you have ever seen…not too shabby.
The next day we went to Bromley mountain for a day on the slopes. We decided to eat first and I figured I’d go with something light and economic. Soup and a bottled water perhaps? Good for you Gogo, being healthy and financially savy. As I approached the cashier thinking a fiveski would be enough to cover my simple lunch, the lady told me it came to a total of $12.75. Gee, I didn’t realize you guys harvested the ingredients this morning/imported your h2O in golden flasks, of course I’ll pay $12.75!
Still chafed by my seemingly steep-priced meal, I figured getting up on the mountain would put me in a good mood. Now normally I’m a skiier, but I thought I’d mix it up and snowboard. Being a novice longboarder/surfer, I was able to get the hang of things pretty quickly and I was shredding gnar in no time at all. I think I like skiing better, but snowboarders definitely have more steez SORRY SKI TEAM.
That night was New Year’s Eve, and although I missed hanging with my homies back home and drinking lots of sodas and sparkling cider, entering the new year in this house (pic on left) was pretty cool. Kate and I had a great time staying up with the little gremlins, but crashed as soon as the adults came home.
The next morning I destroyed a couple of cinnamom rolls and it was time to hit the road. Kate made some killer CDs so that the ride was somewhat bearable, and I’ll post a couple of my favorite tracks below. All in all, it was a great trip and I definitely made some great memories and friends along the way. HAPPY 2012 MINIONS!!!
Girl U So Fine -Slightly Stoopid
P.S– statistically speaking, 95% of our readers are peasants, so I don’t expect most of you to know what it feels like sitting in a hot tub surrounded by snow, but it was kind of like those commercials you see for 5 gum. check it outttt —->
