Archive for Personal Shit

Beginning of a bar

auction findLiz found this vintage bar at the local auction, and placed a proxy bid on it for $40. We see bars go for much more all the time, so didn’t have high hopes. She was pleasantly surprised when the auction house called her today and informed her that she won.

The bar is cool in a sort of retro 1970’s “Three’s Company” sort of way, but not exactly our style; but it is quite solid and will serve as the base for a major makeover. The stools will get a paint job – a nice turquoise – and new fabric, something that resonates Key West.

The bar will be wrapped in bamboo, and the top will be covered with bar coasters and chips from my collection, and coated with a thick resin. The effect will be a tiki bar ala the Florida Keys.

Until I get the energy to begin this project, at least the bar is not so ugly we cannot live with it.

The Massacre Grounds

The Massacre GroundsLiz and I finally got around to hiking the Massacre Grounds this morning. It is a good hike from the parking area to the trailhead.

As legend has it, in 1847 a band of Apache ambushed Mexican mine workers transporting gold from a fabled mine owned by the Peralta family. They slaughtered all of the workers, only a few Peralta family members escaped. The Apache took the ponies, and scattered the gold and covered the mine. Read more

Glutton for punishment

Fosti 150cc ScooterMy latest acquisition – a basket-case scooter. I must be a glutton for punishment.

A buddy at work is relocating, and he asked me if I wanted his scooter. It is a 2012 Fosti 150cc scooter, he bought it new. Like an idiot, I said “Sure, I don’t have enough on my plate.”

He had taken the engine apart to replace the head gasket; unfortunately he did this during Monsoon and all the innards were under water, and it is doubtful that the engine can be salvaged. New ones run around $250.

Doing research on the Eagle 150 – that is the model – I discovered that it is billed as the fastest scooter.  It will top out at 70 mph. But that is sort of like bragging about your 4-inch penis…

I didn’t know people raced these things, but then again, they race lawnmowers.

I figure this would be a good way to teach Liz how to ride. At the very least it gives me Apache Junction Cred to have a vehicle in pieces in my yard…

Jacob’s Cross Cut Trail

Jacob Waltz Crosscut Trail #58

Hiking the Crosscut Trail #58

The extreme weather is breaking; we can once again get into our regular hiking routine. The Superstition wilderness is so full of trails that we could hike a new one every day and still have plenty of unexplored terrain after a year.

On Saturday we selected an easy hike to begin building stamina. Jacob’s Crosscut Trail #58 is a five-mile, fairly flat run from the First Water Road to Broadway Road trailhead. It cuts across the foot of the mountain. Read more

Other Cat, and Other Shit

Other CatWell, it appears we have a permanent house guest. Nobody responded to the “Found Kitten” fliers or posts on the Apache Junction Facebook page.

Natasha, our cat, has finally accepted that there is another cat in the house, and they do not hiss or fight as much. Tasha is finally coming out of our bedroom and reclaiming her chair, the other cat lies on the sofa with Liz. Read more

Dia de los Muertos

Dia de los Muertos

My Pretty Pony

Liz and I attended the Dia de los Muertos festival in Mesa today. The Mesa Arts Center hosts the event annually. Beside the usual food court vendors, there is live music, and an exhibit of Day of the Dead altars.

Traditional Mexican families build altars in remembrance of deceased loved ones in the weeks or days leading up to November 1. The altars consist of imagery and items to comfort the loved ones in their life beyond. Read more

Uninvited Visitor

Stray CatWe have a house guest, just sort of self-invited. This Abyssinian kitten follwed Mark Krull in one night during his recent visit. Mark dropped by on his way to visit his sister in San Diego.

Mark took Greyhound from New Jersey – which had to be an adventure.  I took the Greyhound bus from New Jersey to North Carolina, and that was enough for me to say I did it once.  I think hitchhiking would be quicker, and safer… Read more

The Desert Botanical Garden

Chihuly SculptureI visited the Desert Botanical Garden in Phoenix, AZ this past week for the first time. My old friend Gerry Moore from Millville dropped by for a short visit, and he had wanted to make sure this was on our list of destinations.

Admission is not cheap – $22 per ticket; however, Liz was able to pick up a pair of complimentary tickets courtesy of our local public library.

I had a difficult time paring down the images for this gallery, as I took close to a hundred pictures. Of course, I had to use the Chihuly sculpture that graces the entrance. For the gallery I selected images that are a bit different from the cacti I can photograph all day long in the local desert. Read more

The Hieroglyphic Trail

The Hieroglyphic Trail in Tonto National Forest is a great hike if you want a nice workout and don;t have all day.


This past Sunday Gerry Moore and I took the hike. It is convenient because the trailhead is only fifteen minutes from my house. It is basically a two hour hike, round-trip, plus whatever time you want to spend enjoying the wilderness.

Misnamed, the writing on the rock walls are petroglyphs (pictures in rock) and not hieroglyphics, which are actually a language. The glyphs date back 800 to 1200 years, and were left by the Hohokem tribe when they resided in this area. Historians disagree on their meaning – records of hunts? Efforts of the medicine men to teach the origin of the world to young Hohokem? Maybe just grafitti by bored Hohokem teens? Read more

Chilling in style

Chilling in styleFriday evening we chilled on the patio. The uncharacteristic rainfall the day before cooled the temperatures quite a bit – the upside is enjoyable weather, the downside is a damp ground that has yet to dry, and mosquitos.

But there is nothing like a bottle of fine single malt and a Cohibas to help one relax. IMO, one is hard-pressed to find a finer, more consistent cigar than a Cohiba.