Pro Tip: Create Your Own Beer
After living in Denver for a while, you start learning a little more about beer. You learn whether or not you like your beers hoppy or malty or maybe even a little bit… Continue reading
After living in Denver for a while, you start learning a little more about beer. You learn whether or not you like your beers hoppy or malty or maybe even a little bit… Continue reading
Dear London, er I mean Denver, please stop raining. I can enjoy a good rainy day (or even week), but there are bike rides to be had! Veggie burgers to be flipped! Patio… Continue reading
Denver! This weather continues to puzzle and deceive me. The ole getting caught without an umbrella, followed up by sweating your ass off the next day because you are overdressed. Oh Denver, you so… Continue reading
This weekend is Mother’s Day – bless their hearts. Seriously, I am surprised that my mother still even talks to me. What a little bitch I was growing up. And now I see… Continue reading
Denver! What happened this week? I feel like I got bonked on the head somewhere around Tuesday and when I came to, it was TGIF. Busy week, y’all. A couple of announcements: If… Continue reading
Denver. I am headed to Detroit this weekend to shoot some video of a national weatherization conference (hashtag jealous much?) I’ve never been to the Motor City before and am looking forward to… Continue reading
Dear Denver, the holidays are here…are you ready? I sort of am. I will actually be heading back to the East Coast to get my feliz navidad on, but I wish everyone the… Continue reading
So this past summer, my boyfriend’s parents came to visit from Chile. For 12 days. And although we originally thought we’d be struggling to find ways to entertain them, it turns out that… Continue reading
Dear Denver, well it’s another week of some pretty kick-ass events and another week where my bony little fingers can only capture a smattering of them. Question: Which events do you like hearing… Continue reading
Dear Denver, the holidays are upon us! I can feel them starting to bear down on me, like Santa’s fat sack (of presents), slowly but surely squashing all positive feelings related to the… Continue reading