I think the height of my entrepreneurial spirit was 2nd grade. The classroom was transformed into a pseudo town, which each student given a set amount of play money to spend. We paired off to make “businesses”, which other classmates could chose to shop at. I remember distinctly that I wanted to make toys but I had […]Read More Hop Hands
This weekend I joined Eric on a quick trip to Denver to crash an Anger family reunion. I had a wonderful time learning about “Rocket”, how gigantic bullfrog tadpoles can grow, which Pokémon Pinball game is superior, getting pitched luxury chocolate milk, and pondering how the Sierra Training Post can sell so many brightly colored sweatshirts […]Read More Denver Weekend with Watermelon Beers
You’d think that I would be better at moving. As someone who has gone through 10 changes of address in the last five years, I should have this down to a fine art. I don’t. So much so that when I moved out of my furnished apartment I realized that I have 12 pint glasses, […]Read More Moving and Post Traumatic IKEA Syndrome.