Bear With Me

I felt the need to move beyond obsessively watching music videos on YouTube, mostly “The Humpty Dance” by Digital Underground, and lurking in indie record shops while scouring the earth for obscure post-punk albums.

Bear with Me: Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

January 15, 2020 at 4:45 p.m.

My origin story is humble enough. I came out of a bucket of kittens at the humane society. I cost $7.

Bear with Me: The scoop on this kitty going to work

January 8, 2020 at 4:45 p.m.

Let me start from the beginning. I’m a huge fan of Bad Religion. If punk is not in your wheelhouse, Bad Religion is a band from Los Angeles formed the year after I was born.

Bear with Me: Introducing a shirt to never wear outside

December 31, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

Now that I’m a freelance writer and pastry maker who is branching out into organized crime, seems like a delightful way to waste time on a dark December afternoon in Colorado.

Bear with Me: End of the year articles suck

December 25, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

I watched 1987s “The Monster Squad” on Saturday night because I ran out of energy doing that three-hour-long-fruitless-slog-through-every-Roku-channel-until-I-cry-out-in-frustration death march I do every Saturday night.

Bear with Me: The Monster Squad 2019

December 18, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

When I entered the professional world in 2006, the first newspaper that would have me paid a not-too-princely sum of $9.63 an hour plus mileage reimbursement.

Bear with Me: Out of my office, junky

December 11, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

When the sun dipped below the western horizon of the Front Range for the last time on Nov. 25, and the heavens dropped 75 feet of snow on the Denver Metro area the following night, my world became tiny.

Bear with me: The sun will come out tomorrow. At least I hope it will

December 4, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

During the night, the cat had scaled the refrigerator, torn to shreds a hot pink gift bag and sailed an empty cookie tin over the side.

Bear with me: My cat sucks, Part 12,156 of 1 million

November 26, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

It was my first brunch in quite some time and my first time eating at an all-vegan restaurant. I felt like a televangelist taking his first bump of crystal meth in the bathroom of a gay dance club.

Bear with me: Scenes from a vegan restaurant

November 20, 2019 at 12:39 p.m.

Because she likes uplifting music by people like Elliot Smith (suicide) and Joy Division (more suicide), taking her to see a band called Negative Approach seemed like the logical progression in her musical education.

Bear with me: Baby’s first punk show

November 13, 2019 at 4:45 p.m.

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