Holy cow, where has the summer gone to? Seems like Memorial Day was just a couple days ago. Wanna know what I’ve done this summer? (I know. I’m sooo self-involved. Many apologies.) Well, I: Hung out at a literary festival, saw a moose, watched my girls play a lot of awesome tennis, went camping, almostContinue reading “Early Summer, In Images”
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Good Deal. Comes in Three Speeds.
Let me just say: I’m pretty sick of driving to and from work, five days a week, along the I-25 corridor. There’s the traffic, the lame FM radio that seems to play the same 15 songs over and over, the bad drivers, the jarring roads. Not to mention the significant car troubles we’ve endured latelyContinue reading “Good Deal. Comes in Three Speeds.”
Rain, and Change
The rains have come and gone, and now all that’s left is the aftermath. What have we lost? In many ways, after this summer of 2013, we will never be the same. From wildfires to floods, nothing gold can stay, as Frost said so well. When my wife and I first moved to Denver, inContinue reading “Rain, and Change”
Rambling Existential Questions, Inspired by a Bike Show and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
I really want to go to the North American Handmade Bike Show here in Denver this weekend, but then again, I’m not in the market for a new, handmade bike made of bamboo, ash, titanium, vibranium, or compressed coffee grounds. Plus, it’s $20 bucks just to get in! (That bothers me. I wish it didn’t.Continue reading “Rambling Existential Questions, Inspired by a Bike Show and The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
Finding the Line
I’m a poet and a rider, and the connections between the two activities are myriad. I enjoy discovering new links all the time. So when I saw this video, the concept of line came to me. The correct line that takes you along the trail (or in this case through the crazy hill town), andContinue reading “Finding the Line”
Postcards From November
I wish postcards were still a part of our written culture. There’s something whimsical and nostalgic about them, something poetic in their paucity of words and dependence on images, and the fact that they are both private and public in their message. (An aside: I remember, a long time ago, buying a postcard that hadContinue reading “Postcards From November”
Chains
Yesterday, while riding up a trail called Mayhem Gulch at Centennial Cone (great names, aren’t they?—but that’s another story), I think I (brilliantly, amazingly) developed a new kind of essay: a chain. Riding is good for such deep, creative musing. Anyway, a chain essay is a linked series (duh), connected by an idea, image, orContinue reading “Chains”
Olympian
There are many exciting elements to this summer’s Olympics, but for me the one thing that stands above all others is sprinter Oscar Pistorius. I know there’s been some controversy and the conversation continues as to whether his cheetah blades give him an unfair advantage. I don’t understand how anyone can think that, though IContinue reading “Olympian”
Rocky Mountain Biker 