And It’s As Ugly As Harvey Weinstein The road must be my muse. At least, my recent, solo trip from Denver to Spokane to visit my daughter and her family gave me plenty of time to think. Several days into the trip, I drove by a lonely place on I-84 between Boise and...
How The Sierra Club Sold the US Environment Down the River For $100 Million After reading this post, you could be forgiven for believing that I’m perpetually on the road, leading the Life of Riley. And you won’t get much of an argument from me; this...
The NFL. Or, the National Felons League. The Veterans Memorial Day Tribute is an organization run by and for the benefit of American patriots. Although I can’t claim to know the entire story of how it began, I know for sure that Louetta Smith has spent...
Denver. There’s no place like home. Jack Kerouac’s novel, On the Road, was one of those books that captured the anarchic zeitgeist of the late ’60s as well as any. Of course, I fell in love with it in high school. The crazy hitchhiking around the...
My wife and I were looking at a map of Boston the other day, planning an upcoming vacation in old Bean Town. As usual, Marleen’s done most of the work to get us ready to go, but as I looked at the map I asked, “Would you have any interest in seeing the...
In my last post, I discussed my recent trip to Washington for the Colorado Capital Conference. While the event was interesting, it was also disheartening to marinate in the unhealthy atmosphere of the D.C. political miasma-even for a few days. However, on the last...
