I figure some politics, gigantic iPhones, and a great song from an awesome Denver band will make for a great start to this week. This week just has to be better than the last!

What’s on the plate for Monday, March 15? Whether it’s Manny Pacquiao, OK Go à la Rube Goldberg, or the always-reliable Spoon, here’s something worth checking out for your Monday morning.

Lately, the same child in me that lamented the idea of a buffalo burger has taken another look at the whole idea of eating meat.

A while ago, I attempted to write a series called “Must Read/See/Hear For Your Monday Morning,” and it didn’t last past a single entry. Part of the reason it didn’t do well is because I just put way too much content in the post, and if I’m going to do this more often, I should make it far easier to digest.

Although there are numerous works, both fictional and non-fictional, that have influenced me quite greatly, I would have to settle on one particular book that has stood out as The Book That Changed My Life.

The last time I left Boulder, I knew I was coming back for school. Now I don’t have any other reason to come back besides the fact that I love this town. I appreciated it a lot more when I left it for a while, and it’ll be that way again.

I have to say that this was probably my favorite Ignite, and it was not because I felt like I succeeded — that’s just the icing on the cake. There were some fantastic presentations that exceeded my expectations and absolutely blew my mind. I laughed, learned, and overall, I really enjoyed myself.

I learned something about Pyrex tonight. Extreme temperatures or stress can shatter and entire object made of tempered glass — you’re not supposed to use it on the stovetop or in the broiler.

Before rooting for the Cubs, I really didn’t root for anybody. I was happy with the Red Sox winning their first World Series in decades because I knew the Cubs weren’t very close to it themselves. Several years later, after choosing my allegiance, I admit that I enjoyed seeing the Rockies make it to the World Series — even though it meant that my Cubs weren’t there.

I think about life in Sweden almost daily. If I had the opportunity — that is, the visa for a job and a job that can pay my bills — then I’d probably be back there in an instant. After all, part of the reason I pretty much abandoned my desire to go to law school was because I could see myself living in Sweden again.