We played many hours of Catchphrase, hung out at St. Mark's and the Thin Man, went to a Rockies' game and the REI on the Platte River....that's the backdrop for the first set of gems.
"What I am doing now...is hard." -doug
"She knows all the black characters." -ian
"I don't know that much about Neptune, but I know it has 'tune' at the end of it. And Mars doesn't." -ian
"Play wood?" -ryan
"I don't have proper..." -doug
"FOOTWEAR!" -ryan
"What happens when Mars attacks and you don't have the internet?" -doug
"That's what I meant." -jill
"That's what you said." -doug
"And that's what I meant." -jill
"So even the black kids in Denver are hipsters." -doug
"There's a car coming. You probably can't hear it." -ian
"She is gonna be rocked." -doug
"They're stretch fabric." -ian on his shorts
"They're shop rags." -ryan
"Chics are of the essence."
"Look at the puppy in the truck!"
"There is a girl in the car. And she is your sister." -jill
"You might be the only person smoking a cigarette outside REI." -ian
"And that was before it was 90% dark." -doug
"Hey Doug, you got that foosball table together yet?" -ian
"I'm not a squirrel. Or a rabbit." -ryan
"I'm really sorry, guys. That should've been easy. But you are idiots." -ian
"How does it get dangerous? I will bang my sh&t to the right." -doug
"This is where Ryan Bradford needs to learn." -doug
"Denver gooder." -ryan
"There is mastering a skill and knowing when to use it." -doug
Sunday night we went up and camped outside of Glenwood Springs. There was a fire ban, so we wore our headlamps and entertained ourselves by playing dice games.
The boys insisted that we throw some thug poses. That's Ian in the middle and Doug on the right. We're pretty legit. "Most people, when they're betting with rocks that they find in a driveway..."-ryan
"I'm not doing the Doug dance for nothing." -doug
"I can't wait to be there when you tell them how many rocks you won." -ryan
"IN COLORADO!" -ryan
We met our cousin Kelly, her boyfriend Jason (some of my earliest Denver posse) and their friends from California at the trailhead for Hanging Lake. It's a mile hike, virtually straight up, to this magnificent lake.
"Four Bradfords. Six idiots."
The view on the way up...
"Quicker to a cigarette! Quicker to a cigarette!" -ryan and doug
"There's no crying in hiking." -doug
"See you guys in 150 feet!" -ian
"Are you a hippie now?" -jason
Jill, Doug & Ryan under Spouting Rock
On the drive back to Denver, we decided to have our picnic lunch at Vail Pass. The sweet view and refreshing breeze prompted us to do some yoga. Well, Ian and I actually did yoga. Doug and Ryan just mocked us. It was pretty standard.
"So apparently living in the suburbs means you have grass in your yard."
"Don't drink beer when you're older."
"I always make statistics up. Period."
"Wait-who's Mike Bradford?"
"You and your dumb deaf ear!"
After the past few weeks I've had, with major trust issues shaking out and basically not feeling comfortable anywhere, it was super fantastic to have these boys here and just spend a week existing. That's good stuff right there.
