Lyfting Me Up

She called me right after I pulled up to her Capitol Hill apartment and told me she was running a bit late and that it might take her a couple of extra minutes to get out to the car.  I told her that was fine with me and to take her time.  She got in… Continue reading

(This post was from a couple weeks back. It was inadvertently removed so, I’m putting it back up.) Sometimes I give a ride that makes me think I should have paid the passenger.  I had just such a ride two days ago.  I pulled up on the south end of Wash Park, which is the… Continue reading

It has taken me these three weeks to process what happened that night. I have put off writing about it until I had some perspective. I was wrapping up a mid-week evening of driving and headed back to my perch at the north end of Washington Park. If you would have asked me 30 years… Continue reading

“After Midnight we gonna let it all hang out”–Eric Clapton Until I started driving for Lyft in November of 2015, I had maybe heard the clock strike 12am one New Year’s Eve, five years ago. That is no longer the case. Probably three or four times a month I will find myself driving on a… Continue reading

When you spend 25-50 hours in a week in your car, your radio becomes your constant companion.  I don’t have a ‘playlist’ but I do have Sirius XM.  I can move seamlessly from sports talk, to MSNBC, to classical, jazz and old time ‘rock ‘n roll’.  What’s on the radio– I guess I should call… Continue reading

She was my first ride on Saturday morning.  People ask me if I have any idea where I am taking people when I am ‘dinged’, the answer is: Nope.   When I arrive to pick up a passenger the app tells me where we are going,   This is to keep drivers from ‘cherry picking’. … Continue reading

I hadn’t been driving for Lyft more than a couple of months when my son Mateo said to me, “You approach this like you are playing your favorite video game.”  Well, it is a fact that I am the ONLY person I know who ‘Saved the Princess’ on GAMEBOY Tetris in 1995.   I was… Continue reading

I was doing one last ride on this past gorgeous Sunday afternoon.  I picked her up near Denver University.  Her destination was the Brown Palace.  I immediately did my “Oh my, another privileged non-Native invader off to spend her Daddy’s money.”  I don’t know about you, but I am in an ongoing conversation with my… Continue reading

I picked him up in the parking lot of a miniature urban strip mall. One that has the oldest Starbucks in Denver and a bakery named “La Sensual”.  This is the bakery that I wondered into within days of moving here 20 years ago, from the San Luis Valley.  Try to imagine someone who had… Continue reading