Don’t let all those Gore-tex®-encrusted tree-hugging liberals fool you with their “look over there, is that patchouli incense?” skills of misdirection:
Hm. Maybe their money would've been better spent on the Rockies payroll.
Hey, I'm just sayin.
Anyhoos, I don’t like their beer, and I don’t like them. But since I believe that they run in slightly different social circles than my sister, they shouldn’t be too difficult to avoid during my visit to her new digs in
What I won't be able to avoid in Boulder: Crocs. I believe they were "invented" there.
I’m not sure what she’s got in store for me, other than shopping, shopping, a lot of kitteh scratches on my hands and feet, and shopping.
Actually, in spite of their addiction to comfortable footwear, Boulder/Denver is a pretty fun place to hang. Plus, they have the best Japanese restaurant ever. That's a hint, sis.
Oh, yes. We will also be making a foray into
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
See you next week.