Every once in a blue moon the weird happens. When the weird happens it's typically a good thing. In this instance the weird was a very good thing. Why you ask was some ting weird good? Because my little friend in this case it showed just how small this shredable world is. Yes, I wrote shredable. if you don't like that you can suck it Trebek.
So last year at some point some guy named Hoon was leaving snarky comments on my blog. Actually scratch that. Go back to 2005/2006 some assclown named Hoon on the Burton message boards ripped me a new one in a conversation over Burotn AK (read: over priced and over hyped) but flash forward to 2009 I was standing at 10,000 feet in Utah with teh very same Hoon as all of the above getting ready to drop in for a back country run.
How the hell did we make those three leaps? We;; forgoing his smartypants-ness Hoon happens to be living a parallel life to mine. After striking up conversation - we found out we were from the same town in New York and knew some of the same people. We made some turns in Vermont and for the most part hit it off. I reserve the right to be a jackass and he reserves the right to be right all the time. As long as those are the ground rules we are good.
But, he's also a solid writer with his own blog and freelance moments for Fuel TV and 5Ones. I was pretty excited when he said he wanted to contribute because he opinions are back by plenty of thought and experience. You'll see some rock solid updates from Hoon about 2-4 times a month. I'm excited he's on board and you should be excited also. Hoon welcome and remember the golden rule: no sex in the champagne room unless your name is Bobby Worrest or Shaun Palmer.