Yellowbelly

My daughter, Lauren, and I have made the decision to embark on an Odyssey of sorts-a foodie exploration of Denver’s dining hot spots.  And then occasionally blog about them. Lauren will captain the ship. I’m just along for the ride; get me further than two blocks from my office at I-25 and Colorado and I’m … More Yellowbelly

Talkin’ Turkey

  I went turkey hunting over Easter weekend with my son and brother in western Kansas and Nebraska.  (I didn’t intentionally set it for this weekend, but you know how Easter is: it can’t keep track of it’s own birthday.  Evidently, I can’t either.) It was a guided trip by Mark Beamer; his hunting lodge … More Talkin’ Turkey

The Lucky Sperm Club

Until I recently heard it from John Philips, president of the board of the AllHealth Network, I’d never heard that phrase.  And when I did, John’s matter-of-fact way of inserting it into our discussion jolted my prudish sensibilities.  Despite our political differences (he ran a losing campaign as a Democrat for the same state House … More The Lucky Sperm Club

Two Tramps in Mud Time

My wife and I baby sat our two young granddaughters at our home recently.  They migrate routinely between their parents’ home and ours; they’re our peripatetic grandchildren.  We’re blessed to have them live so near. Unfortunately, the event that occasioned the this particular visit was far from ideal; my son-in-law’s parents were badly injured in … More Two Tramps in Mud Time

Wet, whacky and wobbly

I first noticed it while going door to door in my fourth and last campaign for House District 37 in 2012.  Because the district was very competitive, every two years I always had to ring thousands of Republican and unaffiliated doorbells between April and election day in early November. Under the best of circumstances, campaigning … More Wet, whacky and wobbly