A Tale of Two Monies

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it […]

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Party On

Does it feel like I’ve been gone forever? It does to me, and here’s the heck of it: I had plenty of topics for you all last week, just no time. Okay, I’m sure there was time, but I allocated it elsewhere. In a life where we think we can have it all, it still […]

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Frenetic

This week. A lot of them this year seem to have screamed by, which seems kind of weird for a year stuck in limbo. But this week in particular has felt completely out of control, and I’ve decided to blame the weather. Not that I want to cast aspersions on a highly needed commodity. It […]

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Virtuality

I know: there are people who have been living this sort of life since the world shut down in March, but it has only just come to me how much time I spend in a virtual space these days. Not, actually, that this is all bad. If there were a county meeting scheduled in the […]

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Messin’ With Texas

I don’t know what Texas pays its attorney general, but however much it is, it’s clearly too much. The Texas AG since 2014 is named Ken Paxton, and we here in Gunnison County are already familiar with his affinity for spurious lawsuits and his inclination to do favors for his donors. Taking care of the […]

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Gassed

I don’t remember, particularly, the dream I was having shortly before I woke up one of several times last night, but it involved being driven around some obstacle-laden course really fast — and something about a man being paid in rubber ducks, which didn’t seem very lucrative to me. When I did finally wake up, […]

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An Effin’ Shovel

My late friend KT, a freelance reporter, logged her fair share of public meetings. At one of them, many years ago, she ran across possibly the best public meeting comment ever. I heard about this during a discussion of what is quotable and what ought to be paraphrased, and we should keep in mind that […]

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Holiday Advent-ures

In the old days, say, like last year, Kara’s closest co-workers in proximity were Ben and James. Now Ben has moved on, we thought to leave town but instead just to the hardware biz (after a viral period of unemployment), and Pandemia has moved James from his desk to the printing press. Somehow, though, this […]

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Two’s a Crowd

Before I attempt to garner any sympathy, I am aware that this exceeds the pale of any “first-world problem,” but sometimes crowding and where and when it happens absolutely befuddles me. Fresh off the Pandemia version of Not Night of Lights But Come Shop Anyway, it was my turn to work the Saturday shift at […]

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