when all the prep school dust has cleared and the jocks and the queens and the whores and the jesters have taken their seat, you will look up and see my words traced gently in the sky: i. saw. her. first.
i am a boulder-based restaurant publicist, music critic and mother. i believe i have the right to salt and pepper my own food, i dislike bands who don't understand the power of economy in song performance, and i now realize that a tango lesson + three mt. gay and tonics = one hell of a great kid. i am happiest in the summer, riding shotgun with my feet up on the dash and my hand inside a bag of pork rinds. and yes, i know what's in them.
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