Ski Day

It is finally ski day! I am so excited. Frig took me gear shopping and I had a custom board AND custom skis made. They are awesome!



We loaded the car and headed up early. I was really excited and didn't even let Frig finish her coffee. Here we are arriving at the ski resort, Keystone:Wow, gearing up takes a long time. After several adjustments I was finally ready to board! Here I am catching a ride!


The ride was great ride, but I narrowly missed that tree. That would have been somewhat painful and wet. I decided to switch to skis.

Frig caught me in action. Here I am near the top:


....and zooming by Frig and my adoring fans who stopped to watch:And....at the bottom of the hill! Skiing and Boarding are awesome! It helps to be somewhat holy and avoid all that troublesome falling!

Definitely worth the trip to CO!

Weekdays 9-5 or 5-whenever....

Hey There! Bear Jesus here to give a little update on my CO stay. I've had a pretty quiet week or so while we plan for our upcoming ski trip. I was getting a little bored, so I asked Frig to take me to work and show me around. It took 4 days before she had even a small chance to let me look at her cube. No wonder everyone grumbles about work. Very bad idea, this work stuff. I didn't stay long. Here I am:

Shopping and Miracles

Hello from sunny CO. It snowed last night, so I was hoping to get some skiing in, but only a few flakes fell and it was warm and windy all day. I had to settle for shopping. It's Frig's birthday today, so I was good with humoring her. I have to tell you though--I never thought I'd meet someone who liked purses as much as my Mom. If she was rich, she'd have a whole closet. Here I am in Frig's new purse. It was made of nice, nice leather--very soft and comfortable. I stayed there awhile. It felt good.
Since I am visiting, Frig decided to try to combine my saving powers with birthday luck. We picked up some scratch tickets and a Powerball ticket. Frig has no idea what she's doing with this Powerball stuff. Here I am blessing the tickets.
Ok, I tried my luck with Flying Aces. Sadly it was a bust.

I was just warming up. I moved on to Barrel of Monkeys. I know I can get her a winner here.




Crap, I busted again. Ok, I'll really get it right this time! 7*11*21. I like 11 and 21. I'm feeling lucky.

Well hell, I guess I'm going to have to work on this for a few days (maybe get a luckier quarter) and put all my woof-like powers into the Powerball Jackpot.......



....now about that ski trip...that should be coming up soon.

I have arrived!

In so very many ways.

I escaped the evil clutches of DJB, thanks to NNBM, my favorite person now.

I also (about time) have my own Holy Fan Crusade Club (or something) on Facebook. NNBM put some really awesome pictures of me up there.

I am now safely in the hands of Frig and am looking forward to our mountain adventures.

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Woof! The Ursine Savior has arrived!

Well, here I am at my new destination. Frig let me out of the box right away. I gloried in fresh air and showed her all my souvenirs. She was pretty busy on the first day. Kept muttering about needing a maid and getting things cleaned up so she could take me out and show me around this place called CO.

I decided to give her a hand.


That was exhausting. At least she cheated and took the baking out of the freezer. I'm really starting to get thirsty.

She let me rest near Buddha. We had a nice long chat and caught up on the last 2000 years while she cleaned the carpets.Next I met this cute dog, but she made me nervous, so after a quick photo op, I went back to the kitchen to hang out.


I did find the wine, but it's not afternoon yet. I don't understand this rule of no wine in the morning. It is a holy drink. I will have to talk this over with father later. I settled for a glass of water. Don't tell her, but I turned it into wine before I drank it.
Ok, I am so tired from all this domestic activity, I am taking a nap while she goes to meet some friends. I really need to talk to Dad about getting her a maid. I'll be back later.

Seriously people

South Carolina is not only So Gay, it So Sucks for holy artifact fun and adventure.

I'm dying of boredom. Someone save me. I will reward you with...uh...just fucking get me out of here. Anywhere.

The Lich King can bite my holy, salty ass

Get. Me. Out.