I'm trying to replace the crabgrass in my front lawn with real grass. Watching grass grow is about the same amount of stimulation as late-September skiing-oriented message boards.
I'm not particularly excited about the start of ski season this year. I have a flight to Crocker-land the last weekend in October, my sister is visiting from Vancouver the 1st weekend of November, and I'm in the State of His Editorship's Ski Exile the 2nd weekend of November. I'm going to completely miss 'white ribbon of death' season this year.