we're just moving out of our place in the next week (another story all together where we're moving to... because we uh... don't gots a place) but our landlord is having a little trouble renting the house, so i've kindly offered to show people through.
this afternoon two young canadians came through earlier than i was expecting them and they reminded me of a phenomenon i find hilarious here in whistler- the teenage ski rat.
when i say teenager i guess they could be in their early 20s, but all signs point to youth when you're pimply with all the visual markings of ski rat- long hair, baggy toque, long sweater (the warmer re-incarnation of the tall tee), tight jeans that mysteriously are still baggy around the ass, hi-top sneakers... and just generally the vibe of it, y'know?
if you are a ski-rat you must regulary use the words 'dude' and 'totally'. you must find it hilarious to speak only in quotes from movies such as step brothers, anchorman: the legend of ron burgundy, or basically anything with will ferrell in it, except that one serious movie he did. and bewitched. don't quote bewitched.
the more quotes you can remember the cooler you are. the ultimate is not to exchange any words that aren't movie quotes for an entire night. coupled with smoking a little weed, this is the ultimate in ski rat social interaction... it's a code, and a culture.
i don't get it, but i reserve the right to remain amused by all things ski-rat.
i often wonder what sort of men they grow into.
the flip side is they're a lot politer than you'd think. and honestly, making a life (carefully read: not a living, a life) out of skiing isn't such a crazy notion after all. and a few of these ski rats probably end up mega-famous and ultra rad... and the rest get real jobs and stuff.
and that's all i have to say about that, for now.