Just a quick note… more to come. Spent the afternoon in the company of Mr. and Mrs. Michael as well as Geoff at a C.B. & Potts in south Denver today. The beer and conversation flowed, it was all very lovely and entertaining and a sign of just how the blogosphere brings together people of varying beliefs to enjoy each other’s company… and, uh, the waitress was great and had delightful
Our waitress and some guy.
Our waitress, the twins*, and the lovely Mrs. Michael, whose opinions resonate with my mine on at least a few topics, which should scare most of Michael’s readers.
The happy couple!
Geoff (who I found attended the Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash at the Denver Press Club way back when, but – due to illness – after organizing it with David, I got ill and had to bail by 10pm – it is to weep!). But, uh, yeah, here he is with the waitress…wait, sorry, with Michael.
Although, I’m sure Michael has fabulous boobies. I didn’t check.
And apropos of absolutely nothing, here’s the wee Fiona seated in the belly of a UH-60.
* I only do this in jest, of course. Particularly when I think back to when my friend Sean, his friend, and I went to a bar in Golden several years ago. The bartender was beautiful and, between orders, was studying a textbook (since we were near a number of universities, not surprising). Sean’s friend asked her what she was studying, thinking it would be nothing, and it turned out to be some god awful physical / superduper / Earth and stuff / engineering book with all sorts of formulae and hundreds of pages.
That made her ever hotter. Zow!