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A Hypothetical

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So here’s a hypothetical for you.

Let’s say I’m new to town and I start dating a guy. We’ll call him B. B is awesome and we have good times together, drinking beer and going to games and having romantic picnics in the park. B isn’t the best of all the guys in the world, but he’s perfect for me.

After a few years of bliss, B lets himself go. He starts to be bad at most things, doesn’t shower regularly, and becomes an all-around big old loser. I try for a while but am just not that into him any more because as they always say, if you don’t love yourself you can’t love anyone else and he doesn’t love himself and is just gross and there’s no point. I understand the value of loyalty but can’t shit away years of my life hanging around someone who has no respect for himself or anyone else. I dump him and pack up everything that reminds me of him and put it in the attic.

After another few years, B gets his shit together. He stops hanging around with assholes, starts working out, and honestly is really smokin’ hot now. Really hot. Like, off the top of my head, I could name maybe one guy in the world who’s as hot as he is, but it’s really close.

Would it be wrong for me to get back together with B?

Does your answer change if you find out B is a football team, not a dude?

Go Broncos?

If they make it to the Super Bowl, I’ll get shitfaced and live blog the whole thing. Maybe.

Written by Tracy

January 5th, 2013 at 5:56 pm

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MCA & Freshcraft

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You don’t always hear much about it, but I really like the Museum of Contemporary Art. It’s small, very chill, and awesome for kids (especially the top floor, where there’s currently a “Bubble Garden” (I really want an astroturf rug for Soren’s room one day) and a butterfly making area. It’s a great place to take kids when it’s cold outside and you want to do something cool instead of going to the mall (I hate the mall), plus there’s always something there that makes me think, which is awesome because I don’t always see things that make me think, in that “hmmmm thinking about this thing I wouldn’t otherwise have thought about is kind of fun” kind of way. You know?

After visiting MCA yesterday, we got Soren all hyped up about getting a pretzel (at Denver Beer Co.). The problem with Denver Beer Co. is that you drive past and see that it’s all crowded in there. It was a bummer of the highest order when we’d been all “Yay let’s get a pretzel” and then we were all “Sorry it’s too crowded” and Soren was all “Waaaaaah!” So I searched “pretzels” on Foursquare and Freshcraft was one of the nearby results, which was awesome because I’ve wanted to go there forever. It did not disappoint. The atmosphere isn’t very exciting (it’s kind of long and narrow and nondescript, kind of like a bar you’d wander into in Vail, although the bathroom lighting is remarkably flattering) but the beer selection is fantastic and the food is awesome. They have several great vegetarian selections that don’t involve mushrooms or olives and the food is inventive without being annoying or trying too hard. I had G’Night and the quinoa cakes and was blissfully happy. If you’re in Denver, go there! (Another awesome thing about Freshcraft is that you can look at their menu on the website without downloading a pdf. Why don’t more restaurants do this? I don’t want your damn pdfs!)

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Quinoa cakes at Freshcraft. Yum!!

Written by Tracy

December 30th, 2012 at 3:14 pm

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Nose Piercing

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Well, this isn’t the best picture in the world (I hope the poor lighting disguises the fact that the makeup had been removed from half of my nose), but it reveals that I did in fact get my nose pierced today. I had my nose pierced for a while when I was in college (a loooong time ago) and loved it, but back then things were more conservative than they are now and I ended up taking it out when I was looking for a job. Honestly, I’d kind of missed it ever since. (I suppose an argument that I’m too old for this sort of thing could be made, but I suspect that as soon as you start thinking you’re too old for anything, you’ve kind of lost the point of being alive.)

I went to Iris Body Piercing, which was totally awesome and I highly recommend going there if you’re looking to get something pierced.

Next up is another tattoo, although it might be a while because I keep thinking I know what I want and then changing my mind.

Written by Tracy

December 28th, 2012 at 4:31 pm

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Get your cat fixed for free!

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Cats residing in the 80205 zip code can get spayed or neutered for free! There are just 3 days left (sorry I didn’t tell you about this sooner): December 23, 26, and 30. For more information, visit the Metro Denver Shelter Alliance website.

Written by Tracy

December 17th, 2012 at 2:43 pm

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The Book Sale

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HorseWhat I got at the Denver Public Library used book sale

The Denver Public Library’s central branch is almost fortress-like, or at least it seems that way when you’re walking around it with a toddler, trying to figure out how to get in. You pass a lot of empty windows of rooms where they store those anti-pigeon spikes people put on buildings. It’s embarrassing that I haven’t been to the main library before now. We entered on the east side of the building and walked around, past the children’s section, past the bathrooms and elevators but no stairs, but couldn’t find the book sale, which I thought was in the basement, wherever that is. I am dudelike in my unwillingness to ask for directions, so I figured we’d go outside, walk around the building, and see what happens.

A dude sitting on a bench looks at me and says, “Excuse me,” and I’m all oh shit, because any time a dude talks to me outside it’s going to be one of two things, neither of which I want to deal with while I’m escorting a short-fused child to a place he doesn’t want to go (“I don’t like the book sale. The book sale doesn’t like me.”):

If you wanna go and get high wit me smoke an L in the back of the Benzie oh why must i feel this way hey must be the money.

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Hey, you got any change?

Turns out he just wanted to know if story time was over. When I said I didn’t know, we were just looking for the book sale, he gave me exquisitely detailed and accurate directions and, thus, reassured me that not every stranger who talks to you on the street does it just because he wants something from you. Soren and I found our way into the basement (enter on the west side) and were met with the kind of chaos you find any time something awesome is on sale for super cheap. There were tables and tables with books and books, and boxes of books, and strollers piled high with hundreds of books already snapped up by the aggressive moms. Do you know about the aggressive moms? They’re the ones who hang out by the water feature at the Mordecai Children’s Garden and get to the book sale early and pile their boxes with shit you’ve heard of like Goodnight Moon. I am not an aggressive mom and never will be.

My plan was twofold: books for Soren and books about anything vaguely homesteading-esque. We hit up the children’s books first, where I grabbed things about dogs and gardens. A woman across from us handed me a somewhat gigantic book — A City Through Time — which I added to my pile. She also handed me a book of Disney stories, which I put back once she’d moved on and couldn’t see.

We checked out (as best we could, me being non-aggressive and all) cookbooks (I got a vegetable cookbook from 1976!), sports (A Few Seconds of Panic, which I’ve been wanting to read forever!), and then did a cursory glance over literature and religion (lots of Jesus). This was harder than it sounds because it was like the surface of the sun in there and I was wearing a faux leather jacket (that shit don’t breathe) and Soren was not having it. He complained. He whined. He sat on the ground and made grumpy faces. He splayed out on the floor like a turquoise-jacketed landmine. Is 3 a little old for this shit? I don’t know. It’s not that I find these displays embarrassing — it’s that they’re so tedious. Sometimes raising a child is boring. When Soren is in the throes of a temper tantrumy thing, I just want to poke him and be all, dude, it’s not that bad let’s go home and eat some beans or go to sleep or whatever. It doesn’t work, though. The only thing that works sometimes is when I make him hold my hand, look me in the eye, and take deep breaths. I don’t remember where or why I came up with that (I’m sure someone has already written a book on the subject, the same way someone has already invented Supreme Court Justice trading cards, which was my “brilliant” idea the other day), but it kind of helps. There have even been a few times where he’s been upset and then on his own starts taking deep breaths to calm down. That kind of blew my mind the first time he did it.

I finally made it to my favorite section, home and garden. I found some cool stuff and then the best thing ever happened. I found a book called Raising Chickens. I was all !!!!!! Chickens and I are meant to be. I said, “Soren! There’s a book about chickens!” and for a second I felt a little aggro-mom as I plucked it from the table. I guess we all have it in us. “Oh man,” this bespectacled, vaguely hippie-looking bearded guy next to us said, “I can’t believe you got the chickens book. I totally wanted that one!” We discussed the awesomeness of the chicken book for a while and a dude working the sale even said, “Yeah, that’s pretty much the Bible of chickens.” Of course everybody was kidding, which made the whole interaction even more awesome. It turns out that vaguely hippie dude is currently in the process of raising bunnies. I didn’t ask more about this, because what do you do when raising bunnies? Do you really keep them as pets forever? I don’t want to know. Watching Roger & Me when I was high and in college was one of the most traumatic experiences of my life.

Soon after this Soren looked at my pile of books and said, emphatically, “That’s ENOUGH mommy.” And I was all yeah, okay, because I’m done dealing with your grump ass and I have no idea how much this is going to cost. It turned out I got 12 books (a remarkably tiny haul, judging from everyone else we saw) for $15, which is not bad at all.

Apparently they add books every day, so I think I’m going back, maybe without Soren, to find more hippie and children’s books. Cheap, used books are the best.

In other news, my frames arrived today, fresh from Germany. I was pretty nervous about ordering them, because according to the internet, there has never been a woman to wear the Cazal 623 — it’s all Rick Ross and Sammy Davis, Jr. and 80s rappers and stuff. Remarkably, they have received the stamp of approval from Ben (“I think you can pull these off.”) (“Hey, when you don’t want those any more can I have them?”) and will be going to my glasses people for lenses. I can’t wait to wear them.
Cazal 623

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December 6th, 2012 at 7:40 pm

Elevation Triple IPA

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For our first anniversary, I got . . . sick. I have the horrible cough Soren has had for a while. It’s the kind of cough that hurts your chest and, if you’re me, makes you lose your voice. But enough about that. What I want to tell you about now even though I’m sick and boring is what might be the best beer I’ve ever had in my life. It looks like this.

Elevation Triple IPA

It’s Elevation Triple IPA from Renegade Brewing Co. in Denver. 11.2% ABV/100+ IBU. If you’re not into beer math, 11.2% ABV + 100+ IBU = holy shit. “IBU” stands for “international bittering units,” and the higher the number the more bitter the beer, which is a very good thing if you like hoppy beers, which you do if you’re awesome. Elevation is right up there with Green Flash Imperial IPA and Stone Enjoy by 11/09/12 IPA in terms of exceptionally hoppy, delicious beers.

Please note, as always, this isn’t a sponsored post. This is just me telling you about some awesome beer. Mmmmm beer.

Written by Tracy

November 12th, 2012 at 6:03 pm

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Mural on Welton Street

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mural on Welton St.

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November 2nd, 2012 at 9:05 am

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