The idea behind the "Words To The Man" column was that we would get bi-weekly insights into the snowboard world via Snowboarder Magazine Senior Editor Jeff Galbraith's self-flagellating prose. That was the idea. Looking back on the column so far I find only a reckless collection of randomness.

So far we've run a column about moving to Whistler, a treatise on the Summer X Games, a list of uncanny coincidences between the heinous surf-noir film "Point Break" and Lynyrd Skynyrd's seminal live album "One More From the Road," and a flogging of Jackson Hole locals for being dicks to Terje and Johann.

Since, it's obvious that we're in the middle of a serious communication breakdown and seeing how much I love laughing at other people's neurosis, I decided to run a letter I received from Jeff as his column this week. With this it looks like we've got front row seats for a psychological meltdown. So sit down, shut up, and pass the popcorn.

Lee Crane,
Editor

P.S. Over the din of Black Sabbath Jeff recently mentioned picking up a ceramic Glock 9mm because "you can walk through metal detectors with them." Consider this fair warning.

You may now read Jeff's Words To The Man Column titled "A Letter From Ketchum."