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Johnny’s Skate Rink
Don’t read this. I’m telling you right now, all of you. Your finger’s on the mouse or scroll pad. You can turn away. Click the back button. Don’t enter the house. I wish I hadn’t.
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I-25 N
“You get on I-25 North until Wyoming, then keep going until you cross into Montana, where you’ll pick up I-90 West. Run through Bozeman, keep on through Idaho, which is really that narrow northern portion, the handle of the meat cleaver, if you turn your map clockwise, and then into Washington.
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Paul’s Podcast, Partial Transcript of Episode 15
Dave Grohl: There’s that tragic story about Temple of the Dog, right? That’s rock and roll. Andrew Wood, lead singer from Mother Love Bone overdoses on heroin. There was so much heroin back then. Too much. And so this super group forms. And you get Chris Cornell saying, ‘Hey, I know this guy. He’s a…
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Eat The Toad
When I started at my accounting firm fifteen years ago, my colleague Nina witnessed me griping over frustrating tasks, the ones that I dreaded so much I waited until the end of the day to complete them, oftentimes pushing them into the next day, and the next day, and finally completing them in a panic…
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The Tour Rider
TRAVELING PARTY – Brett Carradine (Vocals/Guitar/Keyboard) – Paul Newman (Guitar/Vocals) – Lawrence (Drums/Occasional Vocals) – Female vocalist (certain shows) – Deacon McCurdy (Manager) – Karl (Bus Driver)
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Red Rocks
The Uber drop off was at the bottom of the hill. I wasn’t out of shape, per se, but I wasn’t in shape either. A few blocks walked with Deacon and back to the hotel made for sore quads and calves. I bought two bottles of water from a vendor and chugged one of them.…
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The Hotel Bar
The last thing I wanted was more driving, even twenty minutes to and from the amphitheater at Red Rocks. I swallowed four Ibuprofen with a beer at the hotel bar while I waited for my Uber to arrive.
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Deacon’s Story
Deacon McCurdy lived in a condo off Larimer Square. He was a “walk with me” sort of guy, a perpetual ball bouncing from place to place getting things done. By the time I left my hotel, rode the 16th Street MallRide shuttle, and arrived outside his condo, he was already there in gray slacks and…
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