Eyeroll for the Autograph

Colorado really is a different state of mind. The "Rocky Mountain high" jokes just write themselves. We had a pretty great weekend getaway. Many highlights, but Built to Spill the first night had to be tops. We even got Doug Martsch to sign a concert poster for us. Had to endure an eye roll to … Continue reading Eyeroll for the Autograph

Serenaded by John Denver’s Ghost

Even though we've lived here for more than three years now, it's still weird to think we can just hop in the car and find ourselves in Colorado a few hours later. But we can. And we did. Fort Collins is an easy five-hour drive from Rapid City. Easy but boring: let's just say there … Continue reading Serenaded by John Denver’s Ghost

A Guy Named Psycho

Did you hear there might be a serial killer in Colorado? Terrible tragedy, three bodies discovered on rural property, other people missing. Authorities are in search of a suspect, but the part that strikes me the most about this news story is the subhead: Law enforcement won’t say how they connected Baroz to the human … Continue reading A Guy Named Psycho

667 Miles for Oatmeal

I'm not sure if we're crazy, but we basically just drove 667 miles roundtrip for oatmeal. I may be grossly oversimplifying the situation. But we did go to Fort Collins, Colorado for a quick weekend getaway in order to stock up on essentials from Trader Joe's. And it's the second time we've done so this … Continue reading 667 Miles for Oatmeal

Funky F.C.

Tara was supposed to drive to Ely last Friday to take care of house-related business and visit family, but decided to cancel at the last minute when a snowstorm in Wyoming threatened to make the trip treacherous. Because she already had a suitcase packed and was itching to hit the road, she suggested we drive … Continue reading Funky F.C.

Moscow Mules, Molly’s House, & More Mile High Memories

Today bites. But that's always the case after a long weekend. Especially one so chock full of good times and amazing memories. Our adventure began Friday afternoon. After a morning that dragged so s l o w l y it felt like the minute hand on the clock was moving backwards, my dad showed up … Continue reading Moscow Mules, Molly’s House, & More Mile High Memories

Peyton, Here We Come!

As you probably know, I'm a big Denver Broncos fan. Have been all my life. Or at least, all of the part of my life that matters (14 and up). We moved to Rapid City, South Dakota in 1983, just before my freshman year in high school. Rapid (as the locals call it) is sort … Continue reading Peyton, Here We Come!