My Own Personal Launching Pad

Yesterday, before I got pissed off at FOX for airing Cuckoo Bananas' address rather than showing the Family Guy on time, I shoveled some snow in my backyard.

It turns out the hill is neither steep enough nor long enough to build up sufficient speed to get good air. In case you're wondering (and can't tell by the tracks in the snow), I'm a skier not one of those dopes who sit in the middle of a run taking up space.