The Amtrak train from here to Glenwood Springs must be one of Dante’s levels of hell. Making the eight-hour trek (sorry — six, on a good day) is akin to watching paint dry. But there’s still a certain romance to rail travel that keeps me searching, whether on the Ski…
For a story of dogs and socialites acting badly, the 3000 block of South Race Street is an unlikely setting. The Cherry Hills Vista neighborhood is a typical middlebrow community filled with ranch-style homes, manicured lawns and a few driveways featuring cars jacked up on blocks. The gated community four…
SUN, 5/18 Nina is my darling. I want to take her home, but 800 square feet and four felines tell me that’s not a good idea. Instead, I visit her each weekend at the Maxfund Animal Adoption Center. She’s been there since October, and all she really wants is a…
When did John Hickenlooper change from “the goofy guy across the street” to a mayoral frontrunner? Through an incredibly scientific survey of Kenny Be’s cartoon archives, we were able to trace the transformation back to sometime in 1998 — ten years after the unemployed geologist and five friends opened the…
One was basically booted out of city government; the other got out while the getting was good. But the last place former parking czar John Oglesby and former mayoral mouthpiece Andrew Hudson expected to cross paths last week was in Washington, D.C. Hudson was there on assignment for his new…
By 8 a.m., the Zephyr Lounge has already been serving for an hour. The bar is dim, and the previous night’s smoke has yet to settle in the air. But the jukebox is kickin’ out Patsy Cline, and Barb Pooler (she goes by Barbie here), decked out in rhinestones and…
FRI 4/25 These days, billboards, magazines and even local newspapers are filled with pictures of curvy models in push-up bras and tiny panties, but a hundred years ago, “undies” were “unmentionables.” One Denver man is taking us back to our underwear roots (though not as far back as the loincloth,…
While the rest of the city celebrated seventy years of post-Prohibition carousing on Monday — the Pub at Rockies Brewing sold over a hundred 33-cent pints in honor of that great day in 1933 when alcohol again flowed freely — the Denver-based Prohibition Party was silent on April 7. Rather…
When asked in November 2000 to comment about the entertainment bi-weekly Go-Go, John Reidy, the man behind the landmark Denver zine known as The Hooligan, said, “If Go-Go is around for seven years, I’ll eat a turd.” The bet turned out to be a safe one: The publication shut its…
Jeanne Robb has no problem taking crap if it gets her elected. Early one morning, the District 10 Denver City Council candidate patrols Cheesman Park with her plastic bag and gloves. Yes, Robb has a dog, but she’s not picking up after Lily; the mixed mutt isn’t even at Cheesman…
There are a few truisms of Mississippi life: Green tomatoes are fried in cornmeal, not flour, thank you very much; tea is lip-smackingly sweet; William Faulkner quotes drip off lips like honey; and the ghosts are inescapable. Expatriates flee to Yankee country, vowing to be done with that place that…
Josh Fritz and Scott Hoffman sip lattes in the REI Starbucks, killing time as they wait for their buddy, Jonnie Veatch, to arrive. The three met during elementary school and have stuck together through high school, graduation, college and even marriage. Fritz and Hoffman are hitched to sisters, and they…
For the first time this century, Denver’s baby Jesus can remain asleep on the hay, undisturbed in the reflected, garish glory of the City and County Building’s annual display. And the City of Denver can rest easy this month, too, since no civil libertarians or religious activists plan to play…
