Bullhead City, AZ to Tucson, AZ

Hola!  We arrived yesterday.  The drive itself was not bad.  Roads were good, we made good time.  What totally and completely sucked was unloading the car and piling everything on the floor.  We have no dressers.  We have very few drawers in the kitchen.  I'm looking for a unicorn piece of furniture that will go adjacent to the kitchen that has drawers, and maybe a couple of shelves.  It was a long day.  I went to bed and basically passed out sitting up with my Kindle in my lap.

Today was also long.  The Xfinity guy showed up at 8:00 and got us connected.  It's weird, the previous owner had cable, but he was here quite a while pulling on cables and making the internet work.  One of the first times I called Xfinity about how this connecting would work, I was told to bring my modem, and just plug her in.  Nope, modems can not be moved across state lines, and our cabling was non-standard, to say the least.  Anyway, nice guy, speeds are better here than in Spokane.

So, Bullhead City to Tucson.  The first three days were cold.  The last day was slightly less cold but very windy.  Given this, I wore my Keens.  They were purchased for hiking, but the rocks around here are too much for their soles.  So, they've been in the closet for awhile.  They're not waterproof, but they're better than a Hoka with their mesh uppers.  So, here they are, the ugliest shoes I have ever owned.  But they don't hurt.

This was taken climbing out of Bullhead City on the way to Golden Valley.

I don't get motorcycle riding.  Why is it fun?  Yesterday was cold and very windy.  These people were certainly dressed for it, but what makes it fun?  I took this at the first gas station we hit in Wickenburg, and it was very crowded, and the motorcyclists were not helping congregating where they were.  However, gas in Wikiup was $2 a gallon more, so we didn't stop there.

This is a mural in Tucson, indicating that trees are the lungs of the world.  Too bad we're killing all of them so we can clear forests and grow more methane farting cows.

So, we're here.  We still need to get two dressers for the folded clothing, so I can get the space saver bags up off the floor, and we want a better looking table to go under the TV we bought today at Costco.  The jury is still out on whether or not we want to pay someone to put a mount on the wall, and hang the TV.  There is a hole in the wall from the previous convoluted TV/surround sound, but a large piece of art could make that go away.

This is from twitter.

According to twitter, the orange intestine is under the care of a doctor, and has not been seen or heard from for 24 hours.  I do wonder what would happen if he died tomorrow.  Would Vance slide in to the presidency?  How does that work?

I'm still considering how much I want to blog, complaining about the orange menace.  Maybe a couple of days off of recounting his latest outrage would be good.  I will say that on twitter, which is not always true, some of the MAGAts are realizing that their illegal parents will be deported, their naturalization may be undone, men are feeling more empowered than ever to assault women, and the ACA may be a gonner.  FAFO.