Life Experiences

Hailstones from 2016-07-15T17:14:00, Baker neighborhood, Denver, Colorado.

About May 30, 2024, I was driving on I-25, southbound, south of Loveland. I passed by a flatbed truck with a yellow, plastic dump truck strapped to the flatbed.

I had to use the world’s dumbest keyboard at a parking lot in downtown Denver.

I’ve found graffiti evidence of “Sardine”, a denizen of downtown Denver, probably homeless.

Another fortune from the local strip mall Chinese restaurant.

The results of two more dinners from the local strip-mall Chinese joint: surprisingly good beef-and-broccoli, the opposite of fortunes in my cookies.

I was in 8th grade for the 1974-1975 school year. For some reason, my mother kept the 1975 edition of Comet, the yearbook of Ophelia Parrish Junior High School. I just re-discovered it.

Had to go to Air Care Colorado to get my car emissions checked. The experience was jarringly sloppy.

My lottery (PowerBall and MegaMillions) winnings so far in 2024: $0.00