throughout my runs and gallivants around my current neck of the woods, i have compiled this list of things that i’m pretty sure are O.I.B (Only In Boulder):
-a neighborhood squirrel munching on a cliff bar
-sidewalks and bike paths that are cleared of snow before the main roads
-more plays on the word “brew” and “hops” than i can even recount (although a recent one comes to mind with an upcoming “brewgrass” festival)
-at least 14 hiking trails within cycling distance from my front door
-garage sale signs advertising “toys, clothes, and free beer”
-advertised jobs where having your own bike is mandatory
…and so on. i love living here for this time.