GRAPE! I’m gonna get grape, or cherry. They’re both… favorites, so either one is good, but if they have both, I’ll get grape, because grape is a little more favorite. But if they don’t have grape, it’s like, alright, it’s fine, cause cherry’s (my) favorite anyway. It’s like another favorite, but not as much. Not as much favorite. But they’re both good. They’re both good.
That’s Brian Regan, talking about his favorite snow-cone flavor. Or favorites. You know him as a comedian, a comic prominent in ski towns; he’s performed in recent years in Breckenridge, Beaver Creek and Aspen, where he has appeared since 1989, making him more reliable than a late November snowfall. Two years ago, he was the featured guest at the Aspen Laugh festival. Three decades ago, he had the brilliant insight — followed religiously by me in years, like this year, when the Pittsburgh Steelers don’t measure up to their customary excellence — that if you ski on Super Bowl Sunday “you have the whole mountain to yourself.”
I would add: Brian, try out first tracks on New Year’s Day. Same principle. Another favorite time — another favorite, as you might say, but not as much. Not as much favorite.
But that Super Bowl insight alone renders Brian Regan one of the Great Philosophers of Skiing. Now adapt his riff about snow cones — grape is his favorite, and cherry is his favorite, too — to skiing and he is kind of the Descartes of the Decade. The Aristotle of our Age. The Hume of Humor.