Like a good little networker, I attended the Boulder Denver New Tech Meetup last night, which is basically cramming 500 very sharp, sweaty individuals into a large courtroom and letting them be their nerdy selves. There were a lot of interesting presentations, including one from the IT guy for the country of Singapore. (He says they are working to get the entire country wi-fi'ed by 2012, or at least the bus stops.) Anyway, it was super cool and I'll surely be going to more of these.
Post-meetup, I obediently followed my pals, Kath & Jim, to the Lazy Dog for beer, wings and hockey. Suddenly, I remembered the date: it was my three-year anniversary of moving to Colorado, what Kath calls my "Denversary." The first year, I celebrated with a party, as I well I should have, but the last couple of years, I've just celebrated quietly in my own brain.
Thinking back on my first few days here (and before the MonkMan incident), I was full of wonder at my new Mile-High City. My San Francisco sensibilities were still wondering why it was hot in July and, hey, didn't I just hear a fog horn?
"Mainly, it just feels great to finally be here. After pining for change for so long, it has arrived and I feel rejuvenated by all the unknowns around me. I can hardly wait to see what Colorado has in store for me."
Plenty of fun, sister, plenty of fun.