Thursday, June 2

Whistler/Blackcomb

Whistler B.C.
Canada

Whistler is like your really good friend who you had a lot of fun with growing up. You threw snowballs at unsuspecting cars, egged the houses of ex-girlfriends, drank a gallon of milk just to see if it was possible. You jumped in the near freezing lake in mid-December, bombed the local streets on longboards and killed entire nights battling it out on the MarioKart racetrack. You and Whistler did everything together, everything you could possible do without having any money. Eventually you both grew up and did your own things, but stayed fairly good friends. You got a job as a sales manager at the local brewery. Good job, descent money. Whistler on the other hand struck it rich. He started his own solar energy company then sold it off for big money. He then started a 100% compostable shoe company and sold that off for even more money. On top of that, Whistler started a software company that created 6 of the current top 10 best selling games on the Apple app store. Naturally, he sold that off as well for unspeakable amounts of greenbacks. Whistler now owns cars you never knew existed, smokes the finest tobacco rolled in hundred doller bills and wears polar bear fur lined silk underwear. He only eats at restaurants that don't print prices, hires workout trainers who cater to Hollywood stars and considers a $400 bottle of 1992 White Meritage whine to be low class. Even with all this new found money though, you can honestly look your mother in the eye and say Whistler hasn't changed where it matters. He finds time to hang out, shares all his sweet toys with you and will still be seen late at night racing as Mario on the Starcup circuit with an empty carton of extra large eggs sitting beside him on the couch.

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