I'm not sure, I don't have a map nearby... Google it and check a map. Aspen has some bitchin' homes, and good skiing; I've only been to Copper Mountain.
I spent my High school years in woody creek, That town was fucked. I lived in a trailor with my dad next the woody creek tavern. Hunter s thompson would go there after closingand drink and smoke, and once he saw me smoking weed on top of the trailor and laughed and called me a teenage dirtbag. And that was just one of my encounters with him.
Ya, I wouldn't have minded meeting Hunter. You know what was way far out was a night where said friend joined me and a couple other friends in an Oijie board session... We performed the ritualistic smoke, lit candels, and bared feet; we thought up some questions, including what said friend's purpose in life was. We finally got to that question, everybody closed their eyes, and the pointer got to moving. It went on forever, and when it finally moved over Exit; we read what it had spelled out. Now, realize, this said friend is a Hunter S. Thompson fanatic, and nobody had their eyes open. What we read was: LIVINGTHEAMERICANDREAM; none of us could believe it. We are all convinced that we were communicating with Hunter, right then and there.
Eat them; extra protein. Oh, you know what was wierd... when I tried salvia for the first time. I could've sworn that there were insects crawling around under the posters in my room...
