Duncan in the snow
This is maybe 3 feet of snow this time. For a while it looked like we would not be able to leave our block for at least a week, but then this guy with a front end loader showed up.
Duncan in the snow
This is maybe 3 feet of snow this time. For a while it looked like we would not be able to leave our block for at least a week, but then this guy with a front end loader showed up.
Gus at his food truck
No more Gyros anymore. Gus has died of Covid-19 complications. We will miss him.
Watch out for that Colorado sun! If you don’t have the SPF of the proper strength, it looks like you can rent some.
What again? OK, I sometimes take pictures of signs. Here’s the SIGNS posting from 2016 if you click here you will see it.
The big sign from 2016 was up on the corner of Crest and Harmony, but this time some “libtard” parked his pickup truck in front so when you traveled east on Harmony you would see the division on Crest Street.
I saw this sign and thought it was a good one, maybe the owner made this sign? I don’t know, but I had not seen one like it on my bike rides.
No, the real Q is not writing on sticky notes and posting them on lamp posts. This person is really trying to inform the masses who may not subscribe to the Social Media via the Internets. So where is the scruffy dude with the long grey beard holding up the old “End Is Near” sign?
From our kitchen window
Let’s hope so… With over 233,000 Americans dead from the virus we need some kind of leadership that does not pass off conspiracy theories as reality. Note on this day: No Halloween this year, just like No festivals, live music, parties.
After days of darkness due to the forest fires, we now have a bit of snow to help get at least some of the fires under control.
There was a BLM march in downtown FoCo that moved down to the CSU Oval. I biked in early to get a photo op before the crowds got onto the oval and then I left soon afterwards just to avoid people. The day before that I stopped in at the HUB and made the lettering on the shirt to pay homage to a radical Russian punk band that I like.
Away from “The Cut” and a few days in London Sept 13,1999
Note: Everything posted is in reverse order, so what you see in this little travel log starts with the end of the trip first. Just deal with it.