We spent a few days in Pagosa Springs, one of our favorite getaway spots in Colorado. Although there’s not much in the way of nightlife, we wouldn’t have much use for it anymore even if they did, seeing as how we have one-plus kids in tow. The
Read more →We spent a few days in Pagosa Springs, one of our favorite getaway spots in Colorado. Although there’s not much in the way of nightlife, we wouldn’t have much use for it anymore even if they did, seeing as how we have one-plus kids in tow. The
Read more →Energy Independence: From Crop to Tank NewSpin By Christian Piatt (Originally published in PULP) Energy sources such as wind, solar, geothermal and hydroelectric have a long way to go before they can begin to replace our energy consumption derived from oil. So aside from locking up our
Read more →Can people of faith cheer for death? Smells Like Sprit By Christian Piatt (Originally published in PULP) Ding, dong, the wicked witch is dead. Or something like that. News spread like a Pueblo West brushfire that Osama Bin Laden, America’s longtime Public Enemy Number One, had been
Read more →By LORETTA SWORD | lroettas@chieftain.com Local author and musical pastor Christian Piatt’s latest book delivers answers to questions many Christians likely have pondered but never asked anyone aloud. “Banned Questions about the Bible” shares responses from more than a dozen contributors — a recovering consumer, a religious
Read more →Deconstructing Pueblo’s inferiority complex By Christian Piatt (Originally printed in PULP) If I had but one wish for our community in the new year, it would be to eliminate the qualifier “for Pueblo” from our collective vocabulary. I went downtown a few weeks ago to hear a
Read more →My Lifelong Attraction to Magnet Schools By Christian Piatt (Originally published in PULP) I grew up in Dallas, where the question, “where did you go to school?” meant something very different than it did in Pueblo. There was a sort of constant jockeying for positions on the
Read more →NewSpin: House of the Rising Stench Written by Christian Piatt December 2010 There’s a home down the street from us that’s affectionately known by neighbors – particularly those within smelling distance – as “The Toilet.” On warm days, the distinct smells of decaying garbage and slow-rotting feces
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