Rocky Mountain Way

This is my first-ever blog post from across state lines. I'm in the metro Denver area visiting my brother and his family. He has Schlitz in the downstairs fridge and I'm mooching all the meals, so all is cool.

The highlight of my trip out here was at the Humphrey Terminal on Thursday afternoon. I was sitting next to an Uptown cutie (wearing a hat, chicks with hot hats on rule) who was drinking White Russians. I was enjoying a tall-boy glass of Summit. The cutie announced to the bartender that she wanted to do a shot then asked he: "Are you in?" I said sure, we ended up doing something called an Upside-Down Pineapple Cake. Then she hopped on a plane to Vegas. Sigh.