Back in the Desert
I am ecstatic to be back in the land of cacti. In fact, the first thing I did upon my arrival was attend a big welcoming party between myself, my bike, and all my spiny friends. Those in the Cactaceae family are more animated and anthropomorphic than trees. They welcomed me back with arms wide open…just like Creed (sorry for subjecting you to that). I think I will stay a while.
I spent my first few weeks in town on the east side at Mickey’s house. In exchange for the hospitality, I cleaned up all the biohazardous municipal waste around his house. It was a really tough job, and I didn’t have to do it.
Behold the leaning tower of Pizza:
Other activities during January included: riding bikes all over the place, consuming tasty beverages while catching up with friends, and kicking Mickey’s ass every night in Tetris tournaments. In the end, it all comes down to the long stick.
I am happy to announce myself the Tetris Champion of Tucson’s East Side.
I’ve also been helping out/ getting my ass kicked by El Grupo Youth Cycling team everyday. Wow those kids are fast. They whipped me right into shape.
One time I got to see my dear friend and former employer Erik when he wasn’t so busy. He got Mickey and I to assist him in moving a 400 lb. vintage bathtub. 400 lb. tub and he picks the scrawny Asian kid and the girl with the rod in her back to help move it. We were rewarded with Sonoran hot dogs at Guerro Canelo in exchange for our backbreaking labor. I hope to see Erik more in the near future when I plan to unexpectedly move into the shed in the back of his house.
For now I am living in a tiny studio apartment near the university in a guesthouse behind two football players. I like to think of it as my ski lodge in the desert. The football players like to think of me as that weird bicycle riding lesbian witch that lives in the back. Yet as I type this post, three of them are on top of my roof half naked and covered in cocoa butter sunbathing with each other and listening to Hoobastank. Someday I will go all Barbara Kruger on their ass:
The house has a little fireplace and vaulted wooden ceilings. It also has plenty of storage for the bicycles that I’m beginning to accumulate. It also has a red tag on the football player’s front window, cornhole board, barbeque grill, and a “Bear Down Arizona” firepit in the back. I can only take credit for the red tag part.
Next up I shall talk about the month of February. Stay tuned.