That reminds me of a dream...
I was at the Candide Invitational in the lift line and Candide comes up to me saying how his back is hurting. A lift guy comes over and says that he's in pain so it would be in his best interest not to ski. So I took liberty of checking his back for him and I diagnosed him with a spinal injury, he thanked me and we went on our way up the lift. Heading up we where talking about how the park is sick and perfect for an event like this and I asked him how does he go around putting on an invitational event, so on and so forth. When we reached the top, I went first down the park, went to go riding switch, caught on a slush patch in the middle of the ski run and fell backwards eating shit. Candide skied past me and just kept going... I never saw him again.