As a proud early Gen Xer, I was in ninth grade when Back in Black came out. It was my favorite song for at least a week, and it’s still in my top 10 (something by Rush likely displaced it.) As a teenager, I knew everything about AC/DC (at least everything you could know before the Internet existed.) I wandered around that week proudly telling everyone who would listen that the song was a brilliant tribute to Bon Scott.
Amy and I arrived in Boulder on Friday and will stay for a month before heading to Aspen for the summer. As I emerge from hibernation, I feel the song’s energy. So far, I went to the Nuggets game Friday night, had brunch with friends on Saturday at Tangerine, took a long nap Saturday afternoon to try to reset my system, ran on the Boulder Creek Path on Sunday morning, and had dinner with Amy, my brother, and his wife at Barchetta last night.
Boulder Startup Week (the oldest Startup Week in the world) begins this morning. I’m about to head out to the opening event at Rosetta Hall, about three minutes from my condo, since we live downtown now.
Even though there is enormous craziness in the world right now, I’m bringing my full self to the summer. I hope to see you in person, online, or via email.