Quidnunc, whose name comes from the Latin “what now,” is out and about as often as possible to bring you news overheard in elevators, rest rooms and spied in various e-mail boxes.
QUID HAS OVERHEARD in the grocery store checkout line at the war zone formerly known as Regatta Plaza: Aurora’s days of being the armpit of the metro area are fading. Seemed that two millennial women in line with a cart full of things that only millennials can love spelled out what life in Aurora is like these days. “I can’t believe how much I love it out here,” one said to the other, waiting impatiently to pay for a wide variety of kombucha, GMO-free crackers and a bulk container of gummie bears. “The fakey RINO nubes are awful. Everybody out here is actually nice.” She ticked off the perks as: parking, sidewalks, cheaper Uber, something interesting to eat from all over the world, plowed streets and dog parks where you don’t feel like you need a “dog to guard you from other owners.” The kicker? “I can see why Denver has such a bad reputation.”
AND QUID HAS HEARD the sweet smell of success wafts frequently around city hall these days. Or it could be the liberal application of essential hippie oils. If you haven’t been paying attention of late to the grand row of poo-bahs in council chambers, you can’t miss the growing crowd of progressive types making headway on progressive issues. Most recently, there was attention paid to impact fees against developers, bane of the left, campaign contribution guarantees on the left. And after, the smell of peppermint or other happy aromas that seems to be a regular fragrance there these days.
AND THAT’S ALL THE NEWS THAT FITS