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Our son, who lives in Las Vegas, turned 50 last week. Since he had to be in Phoenix yesterday for a business meeting, we drove up to have dinner with him. I’ve been wanting to visit the Commemorative Air Force Museum at Falcon Field in Mesa, so we left Tucson in the morning and spent part of […]
When we run low on dog food I take the girls with me to the neighborhood feed store. During chick season (which is a thing, who knew?) they have galvanized tubs of pullets inside the store, and the minute the dogs come through the door they hear them peeping and go straight for them. They […]
It was miraculous. It was almost no trick at all, he saw, to turn vice into virtue and slander into truth, impotence into abstinence, arrogance into humility, plunder into philanthropy, thievery into honor, blasphemy into wisdom, brutality into patriotism, and sadism into justice. Anybody could do it; it required no brains at all. It merely required no character. —Joseph Heller, Catch-22
Back-to-back car show photo posts? Hey, don’t blame me … I don’t schedule ’em! After my brush with agoraphobia at the Barrett-Jackson auto auction Thursday, I couldn’t wait to get down to Tubac for the annual collector car show on Saturday. Organized by the Santa Cruz Valley Car Nuts, the Tubac show is held on the resort […]
Yesterday I drove to Scottsdale with three friends (Ed, Chip, and Loren) for the annual Barrett-Jackson auto auction. My friend Dick Herman, who lives near Sacramento, California, was also there. We set up a rendezvous by the food stands and spent about an hour together, making plans for future visits back & forth. In the […]
Sunday felt like a motorcycle day, so I grabbed the GoPro and went for a ride on two of my favorite local roads, Arizona Highway 83 and a curvy section of Old Spanish Trail. The first order of business, however, was a freeway truck stop breakfast at the Triple T. Fortified with eggs and bacon, […]
When self-styled heartland conservatives disparage New York City, what they’re really trying to say is “There be Jews.” It must have killed them to pretend to love NYC after 9/11. Well, time has passed, and it’s safe now for them to go back their old ways.