Krystle Clear Sunday night’s silly but inoffensive Dynasty: The Making of a Guilty Pleasure was indeed a guilty pleasure for most TV viewers — the video equivalent of a Cheez Doodle. But the ABC flick contained a nasty surprise for Denver boosters, since this city — where the Dynasty series…
THURS, 12/16 If I had an alter ego, she would be sporty. Very sporty. Extreme-sports sporty. I’d snowboard (very sporty for a Colorado native who’s never hit a slope). I’d parasail. I’d skydive. Hell, I’d be able to just play a game of softball without shrieking like a schoolgirl whenever…
Growing up, I spent at least twenty Decembers covered with pine needles and sticky with sap, working my family’s Christmas-tree lot in Scottsdale, Arizona. Even today, the lot is a much loved, and missed, part of my childhood, one that’s inextricably linked to my concept of Christmas. I try not…
“It’s a neon horseshoe,” sputtered my friend as we stood gazing at the Denver City and County Building last year. “Your city building is lit up like a neon horseshoe. And with a baby Jesus! I didn’t think these things were still possible.” She and her husband were in town…
FRI, 12/3 For the past three months, Metropolitan State College’s Social Action Through Art class has been studying urban arts, including graffiti and hip-hop culture. “We even had some breakdance instructors come in,” remembers student Nicole Aragon. “It was quite the experience. It was a lot of fun, but I…
FRI, 11/26 This year, I’m going to put myself in the holiday spirit. No more procrastinating. I’m going to get out and enjoy all that the metro area has to offer. That always sounds good in theory, but this year I’m serious. I’m channeling Hannibal, and I have a plan…
“He is not of the Christ,” says Jose Hidalgo, gesturing wildly at Bill, the panhandler he’s competing with at the intersection of Alameda Avenue and Santa Fe Drive. “He does not believe. He is not polite.” To illustrate his point, Jose hails a nearby Julian Electric truck and tells the…
Less than two weeks after getting shot, Matt Casias sits in the northwest Denver dining room of a friend looking chipper and happy. He moves a little stiffly and occasionally gets sharp pains from the bullet lodged below his right shoulder blade, but otherwise you’d never know he’d just spent…
I have never donated my bra to anything. Not even to the Village Idiot, my friends’ New York honky-tonk with a time-honored tradition of demanding bras in exchange for the honor of dancing on the bar. And I danced on that bar a lot. I saw no reason to part…
Eight major-party candidates. Four congressional districts. One metro area. The Queen City is at the center of this election-year battle — and 2004 hasn’t disappointed fans. The fight card has been full of trash-talking and chest-beating, particularly in the heavyweight championship fight between Congressman Bob Beauprez and Jefferson County District…
FRI, 10/15 “I once danced on that table right over there,” said the executive vice president, pointing with a well-manicured finger at a metal table near the far wall of the Wazee Supper Club. “I once spent the night under that table,” her companion replied. No surprise. Over the years,…
FRI, 10/8 I remember spending glorious afternoons at my grandmother’s house as a child, thumbing through yellowing issues of LIFE magazine. The stunning photographs spoke to me, took me to places that a poor, small-town girl could only dream about. LIFE was truly a window on the world. In 2002,…
The gloves are off, and the Capitol Steps are ready for an evening of equal-opportunity offending. The musical political-satire troupe will right-hook George W., left-jab John Kerry and sucker-punch everybody in between when it takes the stage at the University of Denver this Friday. But first, a note from our…
FRI, 10/1 As a kid, I hated, hated Lakeside Amusement Park. It probably had something to do with the early trauma of riding that godforsaken roller coaster known as the Chipmunk. And even though my grandfather took me on the Cyclone every year on Samsonite Day — promising me that…
THUR, 9/23 Ladies, the Commish is up for sale. Note his authentic Denver hipster look, complete with ’70s mesh cap and short athletic shorts. His muscular thighs toned from years of captaining the Denver Kickball Coalition. The nonchalant stare and devil-may-care attitude. For the right price — minimum $10 bid,…
I know that September 11 belongs to the entire country, that everyone in some way has a connection to the events: a brother, an aunt, a friend who was there, who saw it, who died in it. But I still somehow feel very personal about it — possessive, in fact…
When Marvin Heemeyer and his D9 dozer blazed through Granby on a mission from God, he ignited the passions of a nation — or at least a lot of how-many-crazies-are-there-living-in-Colorado questions. Websites such as www.killdozer.us celebrated the man with a plan, and entrepreneurial types duped the unsuspecting public into buying…
WED, 8/25 Denver’s El Centro Su Teatro proudly traces its roots back to the 1960s theatrical-political actions of Luis Valdez and El Teatro Campesino, which supported César Chavez and the United Farm Workers grape boycotts, and later evolved into the prototypical Chicano theater group. Such solidarity is just part of…
Forget red and blue America. The real division is between red and green Colorado. Both of the states GOP candidates for U.S. Senate emphatically chose green chili as their hands-down favorite (no decision on whether they prefer Colorado- or New Mexico-style), while each of the Dems went con carne all…
Beth McCann, Mitch Morrissey and John Walsh can all agree on one very important thing: If this election were Celebrity Deathmatch, Colorado Attorney General/U.S. Senate hopeful Ken Salazar would beat the crap out of high-flying New York Attorney General Eliot Spitzer. Maybe that’s because Salazar has home-court advantage with all…
FRI, 7/9 The Mars Hill Cafe is not really a cafe, and it doesn’t have much to do with the Red Planet — although the Highland church that hosts it does sit on a hilltop. Instead of the intergalactic eatery its name connotes, Mars Hill is a Friday-evening gathering that…
Karen Moore is a walking fashion statement, the keeper of a personal style so strong that she’s managed to shape it into a local retail temple of rich, delicious, quirky interior design. And when her business, DjUNA, a two-story tribute to shabby chic and modern vintage style, first hit Cherry…
