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Ps & Qs
Mind Your Ps and Qs, Son
Beauty and the bobbleheads
Death is like a piñata
The Bread War: Carbondale on the front line
Maybe I should’ve gone to Vassar
Twenty years ago
Cute as a monster in a shed
A couple of weeks ago I was walking with my dogs on a remote snow-packed road and I encountered some other people recreating in the...
The latest trend on social media is to post a picture of yourself from ten years ago next to a current picture, like a big-picture nod to...
Another year of DINK living
Do you know what a DINK is? It stands for Double Income No Kids. And if you think about it, you probably know a DINK— or two. A lot of my...
Festivus for the rest of us
When I was a kid, Basalt and El Jebel were two completely different towns, and you had to go to Aspen or Glenwood for any kind of...
Life is like a Mexican train ride
The older I get, the more I realize life is like a Mexican train ride. Specifically, a train ride I took from Nogales to Mazatlán during...
The hamster-led, pumpkin spiced revolution
Fall is a wonderful season. That nearly dead, but not yet!— feeling of: warm days and cool nights, beautiful tapestries on the...
Luck of the Irish
They say, “if you’re lucky enough to be Irish, you’re lucky enough.” My mother’s family, the Moores, are Irish. And that’s exactly how I...
Do you want the good news first, or the bad news? Oh wait, there is no good news. I can’t take this much longer; it seems like every time...
Land of the caged
The Trump administration started separating children from their parents at the border and relocating them while their parents await trial...
The Rizzo years
The other day my husband asked if a little alien creature was going to pop out of my gut, like in that 80s movie starring Sigourney...