Really. See if I care.
On a mid-day shuffle to the bank yesterday, I caught an earful on a story affecting the local Denver community (and Colorado as a whole): there’s a proposed law on the slate to make it mandatory for kids to wear helmets. Scooters, bikes, skateboards, in-line skates…yup. Put a lid on it, [...]
I wish I could say it’s with great difficulty I write this letter to Facebook, but it’s not. As a matter of fact, what follows is purely stream-of-consciousness frustration that’s putting on a blog suit and gloves. Complete with two middle fingers.
Proposition 8: I write. For a living. Glory be – people pay to hear what I have to say. Today, I take on Proposition 8 in my weekly column at ToyWithMe.com.
Saturday musings. Random shit pops into my head and today…it’s one thing that annoys the everloving piss out of me: YOU. You pedestrians, cyclists, walkers, dog walkers and motorists…yeah, YOU. Entitled, the whole lot of ya.
Gorgeously frustrating day – my summation of day 2 at the 2010 Ouray Ice Festival. The day began with 2 hours of Nordic skiing with Lisa and Orla. Funny – Orla broke her ankle in November of 2008 (coincidentally, in Lisa’s driveway in Ouray…). She’s an Ironman triathlete, attorney by trade and a delightful mix [...]
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