Roses are red, violets are blue, Colorado’s bachelor is now one of two! It’s been a tough contest on The Bachelorette, with The Bachelor veteran Trista Rehn forced to choose between a variety of hunky guys fighting for her favor (and, not incidentally, fame and fortune). But last Wednesday, Vail…
Doc’s, one of the finest watering holes in Denver, has dried up. Known variously as the Old West Tavern and the Stockyards Inn, and managed by more than one Doc, the bar was located in the old Livestock Exchange building at 47th Avenue and Marion Street until two weeks ago…
At some point in the not-too-distant past, being likened to Republican senator Trent Lott might have been a compliment, depending upon one’s party loyalty and fondness for fussy hairstyles. But these days, any comparison to the man from Mississippi, who resigned under pressure as Senate majority leader last year after…
Jennifer Johnson is a born fan, and despite her California address, her love for the Broncos has been unwavering. “I wasn’t from Denver,” she says, “so I don’t know why I became such a fan. They weren’t a dirty team, so I just liked them. I’ve been a Broncos fan…
Park-n-Chide, Round One Dollars and sense: Patricia Calhoun’s column on Denver parking meters (“The Meter’s Running,” February 6) was right on the money. Thank you for taking the city to task on this absurd debacle. Although my political views are considerably to the right of Calhoun’s, I am often surprised…
Travis Credle was intrigued. The man sitting across the table from him was outlining the problems with local telephone service 1,800 miles away, in Denver. He was telling Credle about the entrenched provider, Qwest, and its dismal customer-service record. About how the Colorado Public Utilities Commission had ordered the Baby…
The multi-ethnic rap group Black Eyed Peas went gold in 1998 with “Joints and Jams,” a celebration of diversity among urban party-music fans. The song’s most popular chant-along refrain has been so heavily sampled in subsequent club hits that it’s become a sort of sonic manifesto for the United Nations…
1. Which sign was not on display during the Rolling Stones’ stop at the Pepsi Center last Saturday? A. “Lick me, Mick.” B. “Watts up?” C. “Best fuckin’ band in the 20th and 21st centuries.” D. “Ronnie B. Good.” 2. What did not shower down on eager Stones fans during…
To the surprise of no one, downtown residents and regulars recently told city officials that the parking situation sucks. So does bicycle access. And — oh, yeah — the signage leading into downtown is confusing. But they like the 16th Street Mall shuttle. They really, really do. The city hosted…
Liz and Shirley, both in their mid-fifties, have been personal trainers for many years, during which time they wore simple, stretchy black garments and called it good. That changed when they discovered the Sharp Images Singles Dance, a ballroom bash held every Sunday night. “I started out with one pair…
If the president and CEO really wanted to please his 17,483 shareholders Sunday afternoon — and we know he did — he might have jumped up from his luxury box with four minutes to play. Amid a huge burst of fireworks and a brain-numbing blast of heavy metal, he might…
In a relatively short period of time, Internet audio streaming of traditional radio broadcasts has found a sizable audience. And why not? The technology allows folks who work in office buildings in which radio reception is iffy to keep up with their favorite signals on the job, even as it…
The Enemy Within The battle of the sexes: Regarding Julie Jargon’s “The War Within,” in the January 30 issue: The sex-related problems that have surfaced ever since the mixed-gender experiment began in the service academies over two decades ago, like the reckless sexual behavior elsewhere in the military, should not…
Lisa Ballas arrived at the party in good spirits. In fact, everyone there was. Their school football team just beat the University of Wyoming 24-13, steaks were grilling, the television was tuned to sports, and they were ready to celebrate. The group of about fifteen students gathered at the Aurora…
At first glance, the Golden Corral on the north side of Colorado Springs doesn’t seem to be the right place to be talking about tightening the ol’ belt a few notches. Patrons make trip after trip to the restaurant’s all-you-can-eat buffet, piling their plates high with steaks, chicken, salads, soups,…
Loved that San Diego Super Bowl. Loved it! When Elway faded back and found…oh, wait a minute. That seems like a decade ago. Guess we haven’t been paying close attention to Denver sports lately (and with good reason). But for those who have: 1. Prior to the game, Bill “Juicy…
Everyone at the Loveland Ski Area knows Al Aragon, at least by sight. He’s the 74-year-old swooshing down the slopes on one leg. After the Denverite lost his leg in a sky-diving accident almost forty years ago, he took up skiing. He now does the sport one-legged, because his prosthesis…
The hood of the bridal truck is piled with plastic flowers. The groom is a vision in a double-breasted gangster suit. The bride totters on white high heels, her sturdy body straining to hold up pearls, satin, lace and tulle. Her hair is sprayed stiff and jabbed with white roses;…
“I live by a principle,” says Congressman Tom Tancredo. “And it’s that no good deed goes unpunished.” Tancredo, a Republican from District 6, should be accustomed to punishment by now. For the past several months, he’s been pounded by columnists and editorial scribes for, among other things, his position in…
“The main thing you gotta remember,” says Mike Pizzuto, his breath condensing in the frigid air, “is that it’s just like any sport. You gotta keep hydrated. And no alcohol. You can’t be workin’ with chainsaws and ice and drinking alcohol.” You think pro ball players have it rough, with…
Double Trouble Beer today, gone tomorrow: Regarding Julie Dunn’s “The Light Stuff,” in the January 23 issue: I just moved to Colorado and have always loved Coors Light. That’s why it’s so disappointing that I now have to boycott Coors’s products (and so do several of my friends) because of…
It’s a busy night at Govnr’s Park, and Monday Night Football blares from every television in the crowded sports bar. Commercial breaks are usually the perfect time to run to the bathroom or belly up to the bar for another round. But when the Coors Light “Love Songs” ad appears,…
