I returned to Boulder this week after a week in Boston, where I live with my husband Evan and our two kids. Boulder is wonderful, doing a startup is amazing — try it if you get the chance — and life would be completely and utterly perfect if my kids and my husband were here with me.
The first day I was in Boston I stopped into a supermarket to get some candy before we all went to see Kung Fu Panda. Because only chumps pay the movie theater price for candy, right? So I picked up some Junior Mints and on my way out, the person in front of me was swearing at the automatic exit door.
Because it wasn’t opening fast enough.
I felt an upwelling of love. My people! Impatient, intolerant of any delay, incompetence, or waiting in line. Beeping at you a nanosecond after the light is green. Re-enacting Ben Hur daily on the streets of Boston with our cars, bikes, and Fed Ex trucks; legalizing gay marriage, first state with universal health care, throwing tea in the harbor, starting a war of independence, neurotically following the Sox through 80 years of total suckage, and swearing. A lot. Ahhhhh. My people!
Maybe if I get homesick enough I can get a bunch of Boulderites to swear at me for awhile. But I don’t think it would be the same.

2 responses so far ↓
1 Adam // Jun 20, 2008 at 12:40 am
thanks Lisa, you just brought me back to New York for a moment too. Reading about all that impatience gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling
2 Lisa Williams // Jun 20, 2008 at 12:51 am
East Coast representin’, baby!
You’re still awake, huh? Yeah, today’s presentation at TechStars woke me right up, too!
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