This was my first burrito since March 9th which, for me, is a really long time. And, since I’m going to be in America from now until the foreseeable future it’s the first one among eating Chipotle on a regular basis. Hells yeah.

Now, next week and for 3 weeks after that I’ll be driving from Denver to LA and Lake Tahoe and then back to Denver. How many Chipotle’s can I visit along the way?

today i found some old measurements that i took for the “hook” project.

they are:

Table is 2 hands deep
Stooles are 3 hands apart on center
Knee to table is 1 hand apart
Thigh to table (at the table edge) is 1 hand apart minus a thumb.

Obviously these are dependent on my hand size and thigh width and hip-to-knee vs. knee-to-foot vs. foot-to-bar vs. floor-to-hip.

But, at least they’ll give some good pointers for the hook project.

i had a beer and read the westword - good times.

also, i used to live in this neighborhood when i was in high school and have many memories. one of the things i did back in high school of which i’m particularly proud (and embarrassed) was a “drive by water ballooning”. my high school had 3,000+ people in it. that’s a lot. the “cool kids” vs. “everyone else” gets amplified by the fact that in a class of 800 students there are enough people to have multiple warring cool-kid factions. creek (or cchs) was pretty amazing in that regard. lots of the “cool kids” would hang out at the starbucks on arapahoe. lots of them. they filled the sidewalk and overflowed into the parking lot. bad kids would go to the parking lot to smoke/drink. baaaad.

i didn’t really like the cool kids in high school. they were obsessed with money, cars, and looks. in a quite daring move one hot summer night my friends and i got a bunch of water balloons prepared, got in an open top jeep, turned on our best bass heavy song, and crept up real slow to the location with windows open. then we all threw our balloons and sped away as fast as we could. we heard screams from the recipients of the balloons as we sped away laughing.

last night i saw a smaller group of those same kinds of kids at 9:30 at night hanging out on the patio outside chipotle. it’s amazing how the years go by and things stay the same. seeing them last night reminded me of the story, so i hope you’ll pardon the extra trip down memory lane.

birthday lunch for my dad. note that the outdoor seating at this location is east facing but gets the southern sun until about 14:00 in the afternoon.