Denver: A retrospective in iPhone photos

I'm happy to be ditching my iPhone for a beat up Nokia. It never made calls. It distracted me from human interaction. And I was always nervous I was going to break it. I sure did take a lot of photos with it though. Most of the pictures are of questionable quality or accidental screen shots. But some of them were worth saving and sharing. Although I didn't have a camera the year I was in Denver, I did have my phone. And the pictures I took pretty much sum up my time in the (cue the creepy Mayor Hancock voice from the airport train) Mile High City.

The fall was filled with excitement and new beginnings. I was relieved to find that my co-workers were not your average up-tight over achievers who would fill my days with awkward silences or inane arguments about blue-booking. In fact, we regularly competed with each other for who was the most anti-elitist. I'm not sure who won, but I'm pretty sure the Yalies lost...

Clockwise from top-right: Nacho, a cattle-rustlin' ne'er-do-well. Brio, the belle of the ball. Jesus, who nobody fucks with. The gang, gloating over our new gold mine.

Autumn in Denver had many charms. The afternoon thunder showers sometimes yielded rainbows and, other times, epic sunsets. It also brought out the freaks.

Clockwise from top-left: Rainbow over the liquor store. Tree shedding its leaves. Sunset from City Park. Roses with the courthouse in the background, from my office.

Defying explanation or caption.

I spent a lot of time with the Murphys.

Even as they multiplied.

Lil' Miss Peppy Fran.

Spent some time:

with Bieber lookalikes,

at the Rodeo,

at outdoor concerts,

eating, a lot of eating,

occasionally working,
being a voyeur,

and nerding out.

So, even though I'm excited about Palau and about Durham, I'm going to miss Denver and friends!

Clockwise from top left: Lyla and Tyra. The elusive Al. Emily.

A cowgirl. Windswept Doug.