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rebeccmeister(with a nod to Yogi Berra because that one's a favorite)
It's always a little funny to travel to a different place and thereby be confronted by one's self. Arriving here in Tucson, I had something of a flurry of little to-do list items, like visiting every possible different food source location to stock up on miscellaneous groceries.
Some of the items couldn't get tackled until today, in the heat of the day. First, I took my bike over to a local bike shop to see if they can fix the bad wheel truing job I did on my rear wheel (it has an annoying hop). I really should have told them to go ahead and do a proper headset adjustment for me, but my brain might have been a little baked.
Bikeless, I walked over to a credit union to do a shared branching check deposit. Then I walked home.
Kind of hot out there.
The advantage of walking is it's easier to look at stuff, as compared to biking around. Behold, an old church:
The disadvantage of walking, of course, is that it's stupidly hot out there. Every little patch of shade matters.
This sign was reminiscent of a sculpture in that Arvada sculpture garden, except it just had one message:
(The Arvada one:)
Interesting train underpass along Stone Ave. Lots of signs to indicate this underpass floods regularly. Not right now, of course. It's quite dry currently. That's making it harder to find leafcutter ant colonies, but we'll keep at it.
Tucson has some phenomenal murals, like this one, which was tricky to photograph:
Yes, that's a javelina, tortoise, and hare riding bikes in the back.
When we're not out hunting for ants, I'm gradually managing to convince myself to work on the various projects I've brought along. I did not try to bring along the bike parts chandelier; instead, I have a knitting project to work on, and some books to read, and some manuscript-writing projects that I definitely need to tackle.
It is really nice to have a kitchen right here, so I can easily get a drink from the fridge and make myself a fresh lunch on the spot. We have to do a lot of driving to and from the field sites, though.
It's always a little funny to travel to a different place and thereby be confronted by one's self. Arriving here in Tucson, I had something of a flurry of little to-do list items, like visiting every possible different food source location to stock up on miscellaneous groceries.
Some of the items couldn't get tackled until today, in the heat of the day. First, I took my bike over to a local bike shop to see if they can fix the bad wheel truing job I did on my rear wheel (it has an annoying hop). I really should have told them to go ahead and do a proper headset adjustment for me, but my brain might have been a little baked.
Bikeless, I walked over to a credit union to do a shared branching check deposit. Then I walked home.
Kind of hot out there.
The advantage of walking is it's easier to look at stuff, as compared to biking around. Behold, an old church:
The disadvantage of walking, of course, is that it's stupidly hot out there. Every little patch of shade matters.
This sign was reminiscent of a sculpture in that Arvada sculpture garden, except it just had one message:
(The Arvada one:)
Interesting train underpass along Stone Ave. Lots of signs to indicate this underpass floods regularly. Not right now, of course. It's quite dry currently. That's making it harder to find leafcutter ant colonies, but we'll keep at it.
Tucson has some phenomenal murals, like this one, which was tricky to photograph:
Yes, that's a javelina, tortoise, and hare riding bikes in the back.
When we're not out hunting for ants, I'm gradually managing to convince myself to work on the various projects I've brought along. I did not try to bring along the bike parts chandelier; instead, I have a knitting project to work on, and some books to read, and some manuscript-writing projects that I definitely need to tackle.
It is really nice to have a kitchen right here, so I can easily get a drink from the fridge and make myself a fresh lunch on the spot. We have to do a lot of driving to and from the field sites, though.
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Date: 2026-07-08 12:28 am (UTC)I'm familiar with the line only from Buckaroo Banzai, though it's much older.
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Date: 2026-07-08 12:58 am (UTC)Yogi Berra was still funny for the other things he (purportedly and sometimes actually!) said. :^)
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Date: 2026-07-10 08:48 pm (UTC)I thought that was funny.
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Date: 2026-07-11 12:19 am (UTC)