heisenmeg
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Down with Love. It’s a Rock Hudson/Doris Day spoof with Ewan McGregor and Renee Zellweger.

I totally understand. My favorite tap house has clocks for various places around CO, and the Western Slope clock is consistently set 10-15 minute behind - it’s all done in good humor.

That’s really unfair to Denver. We’re better than this level of aggressive bland.

I worked for them on the West Coast. Now that I’m in Colorado, fewer people are familiar, but it’s still not total blanks.

Aussie style, but made in Colorado.

I am wearing the black w/tiny white polka dots version of that dress today. So chic. So work appropriate (with a shrug). Other than an awful for my shape cape sleeved top, I haven’t tried anything of theirs that I haven’t loved. (They’re all over gwynniebee - so I wear them, and then wait for it to go on massive sale

In general, no. I think it’s the influence of CO Springs, but our republicans tend to be the want to enforce Christian sharia law, defund everything, outlaw everything, etc types.

I’d be sad to lose him as Governor though. That election would be even more batshit insane than the Senatorial election here is shaping up to be.

He’d fit in in Green Valley Ranch, but wouldn’t carry Montbello or Aurora.

And recently re-married - so there’s no weird bachelor vibe about him.

Stranahan’s is delicious, but at 55/bottle, I’m still sticking with Buffalo Trace for my regular day drinking.

The clothes out the night before has been huge for us. I also try to do the clothes out the night before for myself, too. Eldest (7) gets her school uniform out, youngest (not quite 4) gets her daycare clothes out. I usually get them up just before I hop into the shower, and they know they need to get dressed, get

Yeah. We had a mix of Ms/Mr Firstname, and Ms/Mr Lastname among my friend’s parents and my parent’s friends. And sometimes Chief, or Senior Chief. My teachers were always Mr/Ms/Mrs Lastname - in fact, the highlight of my hs graduation party was my 8th grade teacher telling me I’d earned the right to call him by his

Don’t put your fingers in your mouth.

I was going to say this. He’s so dreamy.

Either Beast of Burden (Rolling Stones) or Closer (NIN).

Husband and I were killing time on a Friday the 13th in a Starbucks waiting for it to be time to go bowling and talking about the future. He asked what would happen if he needed to move to LA after school (film industry) and I said I’d move with. I hate LA. Hate hate hate it.

We’ve gone from extract (started with a Mr. Beer kit, and then upgraded our equipment) to brew-in-a-bag. Mostly 2.5 gallon batches - that’s enough to have a party and share with friends, but not so much that you’re still drinking it six months later.