Busy day. More than I can say. In short: left Cam’s place in Crested Butte at 6am, sat at a gas station in Poncha Springs for five hours talking to the locals and writing stories while [...]
There are different words for everything here. It’s not just cross-country skiing; it’s Nordic skiing. That, of course, is different than skate skiing, which is quite different than telemark [...]
My favorite moment of the night: Cam grabs my hand as we’re walking the streets of downtown Crested Butte and starts running across the snowy sidewalk. “You ready Schultzy? [...]
By 2pm Erica and I have located Cam’s trusty blue Nissan minivan in a neighborhood of Boulder, CO. Cam lives five hours away from here, and how his van ended up in Boulder is a long story, [...]
Yesterday I drank 14 glasses of water, ten of which were after 2pm and I did not have to pee all night. “It’s an air to water ratio,” Erica says. “Water has a happy place with air. It’s called [...]
Erica lives in downtown Denver and in the morning, the sunlight pours through the window commanding as much attention as the city traffic. The light is crystal, direct, and reminds me of [...]
It’s midnight. I have to get up in three hours and forty five minutes. I am not packed yet. My ride from the Denver airport has yet to confirm that she is picking me up (unless you count [...]
I’m not writing and it’s scaring me. The residency ended just five days ago, so I ought to have a break – right? Or not. I’m on the road and extremely distracted. In Portland, there is so much [...]
Tonight is the night for Capricorns and Celeste and I are in full effect at our first party together in years. We’ve known each other for ten years and change, through lovers and drugs and [...]
