The World Series

I am here in Denver on business. I was not with it enough to get a ticket to the game tonight, so I really am just here on business. So far I have seen the airport and the inside of my airport friendly Hampton Inn. I am waiting for my cab to take me to the Hyatt Regency Convention Center where I'll spend the rest of my chilly Denver nights. It is colder here than in Boston, for the moment.

I flew here last night direct from Boston on a plane full of many Red Sox fans and a couple of Rockies fans. Those poor guys. They are getting their asses whupped. I kept my TV (gotta love JetBlue) tuned to Meercat Manner and I could watch the action on my neighbor's tv.

I love the meerkats because the remind me of dogs. Little dogs, and I do love little dogs. I should mention, i love terriers. little dogs that were bread to hunt and kill rodents. i don't want unfamilar rodents anywhere near me.

the sox swept the rockies and it's been funny all week telling people i live in boston. i get a funny look or a comment. they don't need to know i'm really a giants fan, and neither does anybody i work with.

I am here for the geological society of america conference. to hang at the booth and try to help sell analyzers. i was much busier than at past geo-meetings. that is good. but i am tired. too much fatty food and wine didn't help. good wine, but a lot of it.

i got to see some people i went to school with. it's always fun to run into mark and i can't wait to visit him in wyoming. he has a six bedroom house that cost half as much as my 1200 square foot condo. of course i am moving to the bay area, and if we end up in SF proper, 1200 sq ft might feel like a palace.

had some bad food in denver. the chop house sucked, especially for the money. we were told it's the best steak house in denver. it is certainly priced like it. but the drinks were too sweet. my lamb was overdone on one side and underdone on the other. my colleagues 36 dollar steak wasa extremely overcooked. the other was under cooked. giant piles of potatoes. nothing fresh or light. it had me dreaming of the mediteranean restaurant i ate at in durango this summer. jamba juice and mad greens were my favorite.

that's right, jamba juice. we don't get it in boston. there is no space with all the dunkin' donuts.

this town has a starbucks on every corner, like DD in boston. i miss the 'buck. i don't like the overpriced coffee being replaced by cheaper, crappy coffee. i did run into yet another native new englander who tried to explain that people go there (DD) for the coffee, "nobody eats the donuts" they say. hmmm....as if bad taste in coffee can explain away all those donut shops... :)

this person lives in MI and explained that the closest DD is 45 minutes away. i tried to think of anything i miss from the west coast that i would drive 45 minutes for. Nordstrom. that was my answer. i miss nordstrom. i went there tonight and bought a top. then i went to see a movie to keep me from spening more money.

we now have a nordstrom in Natick. whereever that is.