When we came back into town the Sunday after Snowmageddeon, we noticed ski and snowboard tracks down the side of the hill near Target on Mount Nebo Road. I remember feeling a little envious, thinking that would have been an excellent opportunity for a midnight out-of-bounds run. I wasn’t the only one with that idea.… Read More my heroes.
I don’t know if we’re done with the snow or not, but Friday seemed like a good shot at starting to put it behind us. Today felt like one of those perfect, late-winter days in Colorado — sunny and warm, perfect for having a cold beer on a deck outside. It helps that we have… Read More thaw.
I’m about as not Catholic as you can get, but I’ve always been fascinated with the process of giving stuff up for Lent. I’ve done it before, albeit half-heartedly; this year, I have one that I think could make some difference. Goodbye, vending machines in the office cafeteria. We don’t keep snacks at home. And… Read More machine cuisine.
I can’t be sure, but I have a suspicion that this: has a lot to do with this: Crap.
As I slowly get caught up on stuff I should have posted days ago, I thought I’d offer one brief glimpse into the traditions of the Fraternal Order of the Groundhog: I’m not sure what it is with me and exposing my naked flesh to the winter, but there you go…
I’ve done this here once before, but after a fun Twitter discussion tonight, I thought we”d try again. We’ve been talking about our first concerts. Some of us have some cringe-worthy choices (although many of us can blame those on parents) and some got to see some great stuff the first time they saw a… Read More first time, again.
Uncle Crappy 