Last day of September and I start seeing the California People in the Colorado People. Like as if the situations are either from some other time, past or future, or timeless, prototypical déjá-vus, but then again, we are of course … Weiterlesen →

Close to high noon in Dab City U.S.A. Still seeking shade from the Rocky Mountain sun, still at the base of the All-American flagpost, still in the very center front of Union Station, still turned all upside down everything. The … Weiterlesen →

61’ Hi Freaks, says the modern day Tom Sawyer. He knows the panic rooms to their shitshow, he’s been all over them high country airports. What he still doesn’t know is what’s really cooking out there at Denver International, halfway … Weiterlesen →