Yeah, I like this.
Punch Brothers, Grimey’s in-store performance. (Let’s try this again.)
Please, please, please stop talking so loudly on your phone in the coffee shop. You’re sitting against a window. It’s echoing off the glass and into the ear canals of every socially polite person in this room. I know your “think tank virtual conference” is important to your business ventures, both present and future, but really? I’m trying to blog here.
My new favorite thing. A Pendleton “mug rug.” Perfect for a hot cup of coffee, or in this case, a rye old-fashioned.
Sitting outside with a cup of coffee listening to baby-faced grads with pressed shirts and cheap khakis.
“Well, I studied history at Michigan…”
“I’d like to get into a company where I could exercise my micro-finance abilities…”
“He’s been meaning to reach out to you…we went to a Rockies game on Friday…”
Sign me up.
LA to Denver, part 2.
A few more images I rustled up. Haven’t raided Ben’s camera yet…
LA to Denver, part 1.
For the past few days, Ben and I spent our time ambling down the old Route 66 path with my 1960 Airstream Pacer in tow.
I spent a fair share of time behind the wheel with Ben beside me snapping photos of any/everything. I’ll poach some of his as well and share those if need be.
I grew up in the desert; a bittersweet homecoming, if only for a few fleeting moments.
