So, um. Yeah.
I made it to Denver!
Annnnd, then it
exploded.
For the record, it was not my fault. Sweeney, Aspen, and myself were situated at a bar with an excellent view of the street -- when suddenly the power went out. I glanced out the window to see a towering fireball roll up into the sky, followed by thick black smoke that plumed up like mad.
Since there was nothing to do but sit and wait, we used the combined power of smartphones to deduce where the smoke was coming from. Thankfully it was just a substation (even though there's power affected 2/3 the way to Boulder, so Sweeney says) and there's only been one reported injury so far.
We are all safe (even though there was a solid loss of power here at the house) and we've got net and power and later, we'll have pie. But sheesh. Welcome to Denver.