I feel the urge to talk. Or eat. Or shop. Sigh Or, I could do laundry. Blech.

Had training/orientation for Doors Open Denver today, then had lunch downtown. (Nothing exciting.*)

I got the building I chose, which is fun. Sometimes they have to move folks around to cover gaps, but I noticed I was the only one who signed up for the Denver Model Railroaders exhibit at Union Station, so I was pretty sure I'd get mine.

The R.C. is signed up for the Equitable Building, so if she gets that, we'll both be in clover. She'll be looking at polished brass, gleaming marble, and glorious stained glass all day, yeah, but I'll have trains! Maybe they'll let me push the buttons! (Not a chance.)

I'm on a 9:30 - 3:00 shift, which surprises me, since I'd thought the morning shift ended at 1:0, but whatever. (That probably explains why no one else signed up for it. An unusually long schedule.)

You Denver-area folks should come down next weekend. Most of the buildings are open from 10:00 - 4:00 and some of them are fabulous. There are tours, as well, even expert tours led by architects and suchlike, and it's all free. (Thanks, she said modestly, to the willliness of hundreds of folks to volunteer their time and energy.)

Some of these buildings are just amazing. I have a weakness for both history and architecture (of almost any era that preceded the steel-and-glass box fashion) and there are architectural treasures in downtown Denver I was completely unaware of.

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* Last week we were downtown (we are a lot, this time of year) and we ate at the Rialto Café. I had a rather delicious pasta dish and the R.C. had, IIRC, salmon. They were very nice dishes but it wasn't the memorable experience that someplace like the Rodizio is.