my little pond
Oct. 21st, 2005 03:23 pmI just got back from giving blood as part of the "Pint for a Pint" challenge, in which donors get coupons for a free pint of beer from one of our three brewpubs - and just thinking about being able to say that sentence here in this little town makes me happy. That's one brewpub per five thousand people. I like that ratio!
One of the phlebotomists recognized me from the picture that runs in the newspaper with my column, and then when I stopped by the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few things, the checker recognized me, same deal. I don't have to show ID at the bank any more because all the tellers know my name now. Last week Britt and I went to a reception for the local film festival, and saw a half-dozen people we knew there; heck, when I was stuck in the Denver airport last week I saw someone I knew who was supposed to be on my same flight that was canceled.
And the sky is bluer than blue today, and the leaves are all bright yellow, and there's snow in the high mountains but it's shirtsleeve weather in town - at least until the sun sets.
One of the phlebotomists recognized me from the picture that runs in the newspaper with my column, and then when I stopped by the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few things, the checker recognized me, same deal. I don't have to show ID at the bank any more because all the tellers know my name now. Last week Britt and I went to a reception for the local film festival, and saw a half-dozen people we knew there; heck, when I was stuck in the Denver airport last week I saw someone I knew who was supposed to be on my same flight that was canceled.
And the sky is bluer than blue today, and the leaves are all bright yellow, and there's snow in the high mountains but it's shirtsleeve weather in town - at least until the sun sets.