Denver

Thirty

I turned 30 over two months ago. Since I’m only only getting stronger, faster and more handsome with each year, I have nothing to lament. As my father said in my birthday card, “Only 10 more years until you begin making sense!” With that being said, I do want to tell my 18-year-old self something, […]

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John Adams

I’ve been a bit obsessed with John Adams lately. He’s a fascinating person, and thanks to the endless letters with his wife, friends, and family, he’s terrific biographer fodder. Which makes me wonder. In 150 years, if I accomplish anything worth recalling, what will be the aggregate of my life? Chrome bookmarks, Twitter feed, Facebook […]

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Making a city

For six months I’ve been drafting a post in my ginger brain about my favorite aspects of Denver. Restaurants, hikes, good people, random finds and such. But since you can check Yelp for that shit, I’m going to write about what might be an even better measurement of what makes this city so special – […]

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Hemingway

I interrupt the otherwise constant static that is this blog to post from a NYT article. Anyone who knows me I have a senseless fascination with the person/idea/ideal that is Hemingway. This Op-Ed was written by a close friend of his and was their final conversation. ————- I visited him in June. He had been […]

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1,750 miles later

As I write this it’s been, within a couple hours, exactly one month since Diana and I sold almost everything, packed the rest and drove 1,750 miles to Denver. The days since have been the longest and shortest of my life. Sitting here now, our three-day drive across the country seems to have happened to […]

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