I am spending some time in Denver before heading all of the way west. To that end, I would rather live in the imagined Denver that never was.

The video to "Sledgehammer" reads like Teletubbies on angel dust, or a kindergarten K hole. But the lyrics of the song are inspiring and a call to arms for someone who's down on their luck.

I had some foresight to scan many of my childhood and family photos, before they were stolen out of my car.

I haven't used Google Sheets in the past few years, but I will say that it has become much more feature-packed and gives Excel a run for its money, and if used smartly, could be a free alternative to a much more expensive program like Tableau or Power BI.

One of the few things I still have that I can treasure from my childhood are the family photos and school papers that my mother lovingly saved for decades.

Sometime during that awkward phase in adolescence where I had obtained a learner's permit, but did not yet have "off campus lunch" at high school, I bought a "Best of Disco" CD compilation at Hastings in Wenatchee, Washington.

If ever there was a moment where all things brilliant converged into one 60 second montage, it would have to be the German made-for-TV movie "Das Millionenspiel" (The Millions Game).

It seems like the 'serious' teenage runaway movie was almost a trope circa 1980. I can think of two in particular, which featured pretty bland, terrible, melodramatic plotlines, yet contained fabulous music on their soundtracks.