Instagram Obsessed

Yes, I understand that the iPhone is in fact a phone, but I think it makes a better camera. I am absolutely obsessed with it’s creative powers. I do one thing: Instagram. This world of internet polaroids is mind blowing to me. Any photo becomes instantly cooler with a couple taps. From someone who cursed the universe and hated her life while learning Photoshop, I don’t know whether to be happy or mad that this one application can make a crappy photo of a dirty sidewalk look like a Time Magazine cover shot in 2.8 seconds. It’s a toss up, that’s for sure. I find myself constantly thinking in terms of composition and structure. Ya know, like what they taught me in school and junk. I no longer haphazardly take a picture for the sake of taking a picture (well, before the bewitching hours of course). I would like to share some of my amazingly effortless photos taken with this so called “phone.”

















I don’t see this obsession ending anytime soon. Thanks Instagram.

Ya Been Seen Me

I am the new Snow Reporter for Stratton this winter along with a very awesome and lovely young lady named Meryl. People consider us “local celebrities,” which is just plain funny. The two of us are internet, media, and weather gurus for the mountain. We are basically your local meteorologists that have to snowboard and ski every day for work. Tough life I know. However, this won’t be so awesome on -20 degree days with boiler plate conditions, because either way, I’m telling people it’s fantastic and worth the cost of a lift ticket. This winter, my glass is perpetually half full.

My typical day goes as such:

5:30: Get to the office before the sun does.
5:30-7:30: Update all necessary reports, distribute weather and mountain information to all media outlets.
7:30-8:30: Shuffle around the Village and the base area to distribute said reports.
8:30-9:30: Snowboard whilst filming people, places, and things.
9:30-11:00: Edit and upload daily video.
11:00-1:30: Work on Marketing Dept. related tasks, update more reports, inhale a lunch at some point.
1:30-2:00: Attend PM Operations meeting.
2:00-3:30: Update even more reports, draft messages and articles for next day.
3:30: Drive home with half opened eyes (See, half opened, not half closed).
4:00-8:30: Be a blob and catch up on freelance work.
8:30: Go to bed as soon as my face hits a pillow.

So yea, that is my life.  I wish it would actually snow, but hey, what can ya do. This weird, early bird lifestyle I live actually kinda suits me. I do have some issues, such as tasseled hats and skin tight jackets that I do not wear, but no one has scolded me yet for breach of uniform. The way I see it, if this company wants me promoting a healthy image of East Coast snowboarding, they will better themselves by not putting in me those terrible outfits. Right? Right. I can only be so cheesy, and I think I have reached my monthly limit of cheese (as seen below).

The year is coming to an end pretty darn quick and I am happy to be back on the right coast to ring in 2012. Ya know what, I am just happy in general these days. Vermont is really great. I watch the sunrise and sunset every day, and most importantly, I actually see the sun multiple times a week! The moon, the stars, all of it! Having been deprived of it for an entire winter last year, I find myself staring at the sky a whole bunch. If you haven’t done it lately, look up. It’s good. In the meantime, you know where to find me.

New Home. New Notebook. New Story.

Last August, when I left the land of red cups, dubstep, and 2pm wake up calls, I started a new notebook to chronicle my stories of the Pacific Northwest. It took me almost exactly 12 months to fill the pages of that little journal. I just finally put it’s tattered cover to rest. Oregon gave me an amazing amount of inspired doodles and noteworthy adventures. Now, with a new place to call home, I start another notebook.

There is something about a blank journal that intimidates me. It’s too nice. In a way, you don’t want to mess it up with all of your crap. It’s like a smiley face pancake. It looks too good, but then you realize your hunger. So you eat the mouth made of strawberry slices and devour the whip cream hair. Same concept…kind of. What I’m getting at is, at some point, you have to just start writing.

So with my empty notebook at my side, I said goodbye to Mt. Hood, drove a quick 50 hours, and ended up in Vermont. I have a new home, a new job, and a new zest for life. I’m feeling very zesty. (Yea sure, that’s a word.) I don’t know exactly what’s in store for me this winter, but I am ok with that. Actually, I love it. As the days fly by and the pages of my notebook begin to fill, I will happily accept all the adventures that come my way. Happiness folks, it’s the name of the game.

Post Vacation Living

So…I came back from vacation. If I can give you any advice, it will be this: don’t return from vacation. On my wonderful two week time-out from real life, I traveled to Tahoe, Idaho, and Colorado. Each spot was better than the next. Here are some quick trip highlights:

  • People watching at the GSR in Reno as the Burners took over the town
  • Skipping stones across Lake Tahoe
  • Sharing two mile-high beers with Bart, a recently robbed-Canadian-Harley Davidson enthusiast
  • Buying a travel watercolor set and painting in the sun in Idaho
  • Sitting in hot springs at 11pm watching the moon rise with strangers
  • Watching Jasper and the Dreamland crew skate their new park in Hailey on opening day
  • A twelve hour road trip to Colorado with great tapes and a great companion
  • Visiting my friends in a place I can still consider home


Post vacation living. That’s where I’m at. I was stuck on my couch for a good solid week. Lamenting in the rain. Pitying my lackluster life. Just generally being a piece of crap and feeling bad for myself. And then 8 days after my return home, I realized it was time to unpack. So here I am, unpacked. I am ready for an amazing October rebirth. Last year, Lisa Dougherty helped me have the best month of 2010, and I plan on repeating that as 2011 comes to a close. Already on the agenda: Portland Rome Premier, Skate Like a Girl in Seattle, Downtown Throwdown Rail Jam, Chromeo concert, Zombie Walk, and potentially…Halloween in Vegas. It’s gonna be great. I have no doubt about that.

My new advice, which I so wisely realized by the end of this post: live every day like you’re on vacation.

Searching for Some Ginger?

I have been leaving my site alone for some time now. Turns out people have been doing some google searches to find other things, and found Some Ginger. These are my favorite search terms that redirected the internet world to me:

  • mc hammer pants 2011
  • how to wear mc hammer pants
  • milk fun
  • how bowling scores work
  • ginger and redhead quotes
  • friends from denver
  • stribclubs (yes, that is spelled incorrectly)

Summer came and went, along with my sanity. It was amazing though. I wouldn’t change a thing. Well, maybe a little more sleep would have been nice.

I also left my camera at home to collect dust this summer, which was stupid of me. There were tons of photo worthy moments that I will have to try and hold on to with my noggin. One roll of film came out of the few crazed months. Thanks to the Holga 135, my last in-between was documented for those days to come when I want to walk down memory lane. Thanks Holga, you’re a great lady.


Session 2 Recap

Well, the summer is in fact whizzing by. It is July tomorrow. We will be celebrating Merika in no time. It’s fascinating really. I have never experienced a summer go by so fast. Well anywho, Session 2 was here and gone, and in a few days Session 3 will be wrapped up as well. I can’t update fast enough! Windells Media Team is unbelievable. If they get an hour of sleep each night that would be astonishing to me. Check out their videos and share them around. It is my first summer in Hood and I am glad I have all these amazing people snapping photos and recording videos of my time here. It hasn’t been the summer of sunshine yet, but at least there’s enough summer lovin’ for everyone. Until next session folks.


Session 1: In the Books

Check out these awesome vids from Session 1 at Windells. Session 2 is already under way and I am holding on for the ride. I have a funny feeling that August is going to come a little too quick. Cheers to a great summer and those long awaited in-betweens (what us camp people call our weekends).





Bloggin’ it up :: Work and Life

Need some reading material? You’re in luck! Not only do I blog for myself, but I also blog it up for Windells. Today I was looking through my articles and I have racked up quite the list of entries. Working here in the woods has had its ups and downs (the downs mostly included heavy amounts of rain and vitamin D deficiencies). The ups are great though. I am really excited to continue blogging and writing. It’s like an exercise. I have to force myself to go for a run, draw in my notebook, and write up an entry. But when I do actually follow through with these exercises, I am pretty proud of the outcome.

Being lazy is unfair to my 20s. I gotta pack these years solid with activities. I need some kind of mantra as my alarm clock. “Being lazy is stupid, shut up and go outside in the rain.” Or I can stick to the golden oldies station as my wake up call, either way, great ways to start the day. Happy blogging everyone. Check out my Windells articles below.

Windells Blogs

Blurry Weeks

It’s May 12th? Huh..well, how did that happen? The weeks have been flying by. Suddenly I have 10 days left in Cabin 17. Today, I am looking at another little cottage in the woods for my first summer in Mt. Hood. I am really excited. A) I get to move off campus. B) The sun is shining more and more. A few more weeks and we may see the sun multiple times in one week, woo!

Lisa and I have been sending it lately. Snowboarding more than we have all season, which is sad we know. We live the life of an old married couple, trying to break out of the old folks home. And when we do get the chance to escape, man do we have fun. I hate to bring you the news, but Lisa and I will be split up when these 10 days are over. It’s gonna be stupidest. Splitting up two redheads after they have formed a ginger bond is just unfair. And it has happened to me too many times. 45 minutes will separate us, for 3 months, and then who knows what is next for the Vehicular Webisodes. Maybe we will have to hop over the pond for season 2. Only time will tell.

The weeks keep blurring by. I am trying to hold on. Let the countdown to turning 23 and the summer of sun begin.

Friendship Club

This weekend, three friends and I boarded a plane to surprise a handful of great friends who were celebrating birthdays, house warming parties, Passove,  and Easter candy. It was quite the plethora of events. I love my friends and all the activities we jam packed into three short days. We can cook, we can dance, we can explore safari exhibits, we can do it all. Cheers to the friendship club and to all the friends scattered across big fat America. Hip hip, hooray! Hip hip, hooray!