Seeing Sunny Day Real Estate
Written by: Caleb Hering
Standing Outside Ogden Theatre
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” asked a voice behind me. I turned around and saw a man in his graying years, clad with heavy beanie and a fur-lined puffy overcoat. My arms, clamped to my chest, were bare. It was 17 degrees and I had only a white t-shirt.
“Yes.” I laughed. Despite driving to Denver with a heavy jacket and beanie of my own, the ten minutes in the freezing cold was worth not having to deal with a coat-check. If I really got cold, I figured, I could just walk the 100 yards to my borrowed car and deal with the jacket anyway.
“Oh man I am so warm… and toasty…” he continued to goat.
This was how I met your father.
Well now maybe not your father, but this began the single theme which distanced me fro...
