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Finally feeling almost back to normal after recovering from the liver-blasting, memory-swiss-cheesing event that was the Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash III. Slept until 1pm, went out to get my RDA of grease, and took Fiona to the park to go on the swings - no matter how sad, angry, or just plain crappy I feel, one smile from my wee lass and the world is, however briefly, perfect.
Anyway, about the party. Much fun was had. Many bloggers were in attendance.
First, a huge thanks to Denver Press Club President John Ensslin and Chef Daniel Young for allowing us to hold the event at the club, and for making the motley bunch of bloggers feel welcome.
Second, an equally huge thanks to the Oskar Blues Brewery for their very kind donation of beer for the event. It's not often that free beer is good beer, but this was one of those precious, cherished moments where the stars aligned themselves in the third house of Mercury with Venus rising and Mars going down. Mmmm, beer.
If you want the big scoop, the full story, the honest-to-God truth of what happened last night, you can find it all right here. Sort of. More or less.
I'm off to be immobile on the sofa as my brain tries to turn over and start up again. See you all at the next blogger bash next year whenever the mood to drink it up strikes one or more of us.