Comes a Color

I have always liked color. As a kid, I enjoyed looking through the Land’s End catalogues, not particularly attracted by the clothing, but I liked the stacks of sweaters alongside the models, showing all the available colors. My childhood may have been somewhat deprived, because for school I always got the box of 24 Crayons, […]

In Living Coral

This, as you can see, is Pantone’s Color of the Year, starting in five days, and let me be probably not the first to say: ick. Many years ago, I read about the Tattered Cover Bookstore in Denver that clerks were not supposed to comment on the titles their customers were purchasing, good or bad. […]

Window to the World

Lynn’s had her complaints about her posting at the Almont Post Office, many of them focused on the fact that it’s a manual office, and most of her training was for automated processes — but then she looks out the window. Does your work view look like this? My work views have seldom been great […]

So This is Christmas

Three dreadful holiday columns in the Crested Butte News (two from reliably good writers; for the third, when a word like “pus” works its way into your holiday column, you’ve done something wrong — like me, using it just now) ought to be enough to convince me of the folly of trying to write about […]

Symbiosis

Our friend Carol may or may not be shy, but she is retiring — seven days from now. We, and Carol, are part of a Sunday breakfast group that at its fullest numbers 10, with the potential for a stray guest or two. Lynn and I are the youngest members of this group, some of […]

The Long and Winding Road

When Oz and I walk to work, it takes about 25 minutes. If I go without him, it takes 20. If I ride my bike, it’s about 10. (All of these times expand if we run into friends along the way.) I don’t really know how long it takes if I ride the bike and […]

Here Comes the Sun

Yesterday I promised a continuation of my bicycle discussion, and I’m sure you are all anxiously awaiting my thoughts on this matter. But I forgot: today is the winter solstice, so I hope you will be able to wait a day or two longer. And explain this: there has been no sign — zero — […]

Phat

A brief history of my bicycles: I started on Spike, a blue Stingray with a silver banana seat. (I don’t want to disappoint you, but this was the only bike I named.) At six, while learning to ride in Denver, I slipped and bit my tongue — a scar that lasted decades. At seven in […]

Undermining

For the second day in a row, I have slept through my prime blogging hour — and it made me really late to work yesterday (good thing I have an “in” with the boss, who let me make it up by staying late). Today I am meeting with my accountant right at 10 to begin […]

In Concert

It’s a good thing I don’t have kids, because this would be the sort of post that would mortify them. Scar them for life, probably. On their non-existent behalf, it may embarrass all of you for them. I have a co-worker named Gilly. We are of the same vintage, and it’s very nice to have […]