Angela Raines got a super upclose seat at the Boulder Book Store talk, but it didn’t come cheap. “I got to sit cross-legged on the floor,” she reports, “inches away from the author’s very own, bare and slightly grimey, feet.” (I’d gone on a dusty trail run that afternoon in a pair of Barefoot Ted’s exquisite “Luna” huaraches. Fantastic performance on gnarly terrain, little less so for foot spiffiness). But Angela soldiered on, and came away with some truly inspired and beautifully expressed insights. She’s more than earned a chair next time.