Reflections from the Kahwa Coffee Shop – Page 4

“On a Scale of One to Five….”

The trickle of “How did we do?” surveys has become a flood, wearing out my delete button.

Like Brigadoon, Boulder is stuck in time. Citizens are peaceful, wait for the walk light at intersections, and recycle for the good of mother earth.

My Life’s Editor and I went to a political fundraiser last week. It would be easy to write a check and not show up.

She decided to brave a sidewalk route along the shaded sin and debauchery block of Central Avenue, between 2d and 3d Streets.

My Life’s Editor and I settled our tushes in plush burgundy orchestra seats at the Asolo Theater.