An omen in Colorado Springs

This long-dead bull whispered what I thought was going to be a prophecy of pestilence and famine... Turns out he was just moaning about missing his legs.

Landed in Denver

The eagle has landed. This is the lovely baggage claim #7 where all passengers of American flight #678 from LA gathered. Soon after this was taken I met up with the fam and headed south-ish for Colorado Springs.

I miss Seattle.

A late-night stroll in SF

It was late and I was lost... Before collapsing into a glucose-deficiency-coma I swung in a grabbed something quick from this odd little place.

It was like Hotdog On A Stick, only a poorly interpreted verion. It was found at Lombard & Divisidero in SF.

Where I stood while we talked

This is the view from my hotel room window. Is it like you imagined?