Words of Wisdom 

untracked snow you're completly on your own and you have to stand the silence that's snowboarding
you don't need a audience to know you're good

well yes there were times i'm sure you knew when i bit off more then i could chew but through it all when there was doubt i ate it up and spit it out i faced it all and i stood tall - and i did it my way


To be, or not to be that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die to sleep
No more and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep
To sleep perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause

Take me home to the Paradis