Author: Louis Cannon

“Nice view,” said Richard, with a slight Texas drawl. Richard Butz was leaning on the pressure-treated railing, looking out over Village Lake at the majestic San Juan Mountains — still exhibiting traces of the winter’s snowfall, now in early June. Below the deck, closer to the lakeshore, a few Canadian geese nibbled in the mowed READ MORE

“No, I’m pretty much a small-town girl. I hardly ever make it as far as Durango. But it’s okay… I like small towns….”

Is that stupid, or what? The psychic down the street can come up with a better answer than “2.65”…

We now call this system “Euclidean geometry” although Euclid himself probably called it by some kind of Greek name…

In the beginning, God made each of us with ten fingers. And unless we played with fireworks or hunting knives when we were kids, we probably still have ten fingers…

In 1492 Christopher Columbus, and a crew consisting largely of sailors forced into service by the Spanish Crown, sailed happily off on a trip to the East Indies in three borrowed boats…

To make matters worse, the crime rate in Colorado has been steadily improving over the past 10 years, while math scores in our public schools have been slowly getting worse and worse…

A misstatement if I’ve ever heard one. Yes, I have been wrong… and I’ve always been happy to admit it when I am wrong…

Now, four well-educated researchers hailing from the University of Colorado Denver, New York University, and the University of North Carolina have used old, worn-out statistics in an entirely new way to prove that a lack of education can be deadly…

Democracy is destiny, biologically speaking, and we are totally outnumbered. You are not in control of your thoughts, nor of your body…

By 2100, we will have 113,000 part-time residents, mostly from Texas, California and Pendleton, Oregon….

The first email was from Kathy Fishman, 99 Frank Road, Trailer #26, in Belgrade, Montana. Who knew there was a town in Montana named ‘Belgrade’?

And Tarzan would respond with a grunt (reminiscent of a wild boar grunt) by which he intended to convey the general message, “Whatever you think, dear.” And then he’d go back to watching the game….