West of Denver

Over the years of my producing this blog I’ve written about my love of guitars. I’m not real sure if it’s a love of guitars or a love of buy...

Some years ago on Veterans Day I was filling up my car at a gas station in Albuquerque, New Mexico. I went inside the store to pay for the f...

What?  You mean you’ve never heard of the Paddleheads? Truthfully, until I read this morning’s Seattle Times, I was similarly ignorant. The ...

 I was doing not much of anything today when the wife approached me and said very clearly: “I want a Cowboy!” This statement caused many ima...

I’ve promised myself that I would avoid this topic, normally focusing on lighter fare in this blog.  But occasionally some things hit you be...

Until a few months ago I owned a very simple and fun 1995 Honda automobile whose main claim to fame was that it was equipped with two cup ho...

If both of my readers may recall, some time ago I wrote a blog about the moles who were terrorizing my yard.  In order to make sense about t...