Back in 1907, John Otto stood on the spot where Main Street would be built in Grand Junction.
Dressed in his ragged prospector clothes, chewin' on tabacky, and with his faithful mule by his side, he proclaimed proudly, "Let this riverbank forever be known as Main Street, and let it here forth forever be a quandary of construction projects."
John Otto's dream lives on to this day.
I have a dream. It's to win the Downtown $100 gift certificate and spend it on Main Street. I'll navigate around the orange cones and walk those same twisted and torn-up sidewalks that Otto first mapped.
I'll probably win the drawing. Me or some other new person who doesn't deserve it.
I'll use $99 dollars at the record store buying vinyl. People like me who say vinyl sounds better are like those shirtless guys at a football game in 20-degree weather claiming it's not cold. We are both liars. But seriously, vinyl has an extra warmth about it. (It really doesn't. Digital playback is far superior.)
The remaining dollar I'll drop at that cool toy store on Main Street. As you walk in the front door they have a table full of $1 toys on the left. On this table you'll find a top that lights up when you spin it. They're fun, but remember to give it a little shake before each spin. I had to learn that.* They won't light up every spin, which in some kind of maddening way makes it more alluring.
*actually my cat learned it, then taught it to me.
Lackadaisicality.
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