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which_chick) wrote2007-02-22 11:19 pm
which_chick) wrote2007-02-22 11:19 pm
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Where have I been? Yeah, one-a-day and all that, but there have been many days and nada, zip, zero. WTF?
I went to Arizona to see the Scottsdale Arabian Show (which is just outside of Phoenix) and to visit La's friend in Tuscon (which is about two hours away from Phoenix (at least it is the way La drives) and to see the sights.
I did actually go to the horse show. Really. Two days of it. I saw show horses in the ring and doing stuff, but since it was a covered ring and since I don't have a three-hundred dollar flash on my cheap-ass digital camera, you're going to have to imagine that part. However fancy things might look in the show ring, though, things at the wash rack are the same at every show. Here's a picture.
An unexpected delight of our trip was that the underpasses and assorted freeway abutments and shit were decorated. Some had petroglyphs and some had geckos or cactus rendered in the concrete. Mostly, since we were blowing by them at ninety miles an hour (not kidding -- it's a big place and a lot of the roads are dead flat and dead straight and you can drive dead fast on 'em. At least, dead is what happens if you hit anything while going ninety. But it was a rental.), I did not have the opportunity to get pictures of 'em. This one, I snapped at a stoplight.
I think that perhaps the Arizona board of state tourism or whatever should make a point of mentioning how nifty their roads are. Not only are they decorated, they're mostly tastefully xeriscaped and colored to match the local rocks and stuff. The roads try to blend in. It's kind of neat and I'm sorry that I don't have more pictures of the decorations because they were pretty cool.
En route to La's friend's house in Tuscon, we stopped at a roadside attraction where this horse feed
cost five dollars for this big of a cup
to feed to these...
That was worth every penny of the five dollars. (And that's MY PICTURE that I TOOK BY MYSELF. I didn't steal it from anywhere. Yay me! Full disclosure: I have about sixty shitty pictures of ostriches that you aren't going to get to see. But this one? Teh hawtness.) Persons who have never met an ostrich (for that is the these pictured above) should know that they're right sudden birds. They're big, yes. They're also fast like chickens when they're pecking. It's kind of disconcerting. They can also snake their necks around like... like... well, the thing that they reminded me of most was those three green pointy bits that live in the holes in Half Life and peck you to pieces if you make any noise. They move JUST LIKE that, as fast and in the same kind of way. I could not actually capture this on film, but I tried.
The little white cup of stuff (refer to the feed cup picture above) was some kind of food for small, brightly colored birds called Lorikeets. (It was included in the five dollars at the ostrich place.) You go into the very-large (huge barn-sized walk-in) bird cage, double-doored and screened, and open the little white cup of stuff and then you are attacked by small brightly-colored birds who duel each other for the right to slurp up the liquid.
They will also sit on your head.
It being the southwest, they offered hot peppers for sale in jars at all sorts of tourist venues. I took a picture becausethe colors were lovely I didn't figure they were for eating, just for looking at. I ain't be paying seventy dollars for looking-at food.
The scenery was kinda hostile.
Well, really, it was very hostile.
But some of it was photogenic.
There was really rather a lot of scenery going on, which was good because they didn't have very many trees to liven up the place. There was a distinct shortage of trees. Along the roads, they had some scruffy things with green trunks and some mesquite (but both of these were not what I'd call trees. They were only slightly larger than shrubberies) and stuff, but that was about it. Also, some damn fool thought it would be cute to plant freaking palm trees all over, so there were a lot of those, too. But anyway, there was scenery.
The trees are blurry because we were blowing by the scenery at ninety miles an hour. We went by some scenery more slowly but the light was fading and all my damn pictures came out grainy because of the low light levels...
Except this one.
They do really have pretty surgical-appliance-pink sunsets out there. That's the colors the camera saw -- I didn't tart things up in an editing program. Anyway, I'm home again and the usual round of postings will resume in short order.
Also, I ripped out the totally unsatisfactory 1x1 ribbing on the HoHI and cast on again and put on 2x2 corrugated ribbing and it is both totally right and acceptable AND better than halfway done. Go me! (Nothing like a plane flight to attack those not-particularly-thrilling knitting jobs. Now I need to rechart the pattern for the socks so that it meets the (new) 168 stitch requirement. *sigh* That's going to suck.)
I went to Arizona to see the Scottsdale Arabian Show (which is just outside of Phoenix) and to visit La's friend in Tuscon (which is about two hours away from Phoenix (at least it is the way La drives) and to see the sights.
I did actually go to the horse show. Really. Two days of it. I saw show horses in the ring and doing stuff, but since it was a covered ring and since I don't have a three-hundred dollar flash on my cheap-ass digital camera, you're going to have to imagine that part. However fancy things might look in the show ring, though, things at the wash rack are the same at every show. Here's a picture.
An unexpected delight of our trip was that the underpasses and assorted freeway abutments and shit were decorated. Some had petroglyphs and some had geckos or cactus rendered in the concrete. Mostly, since we were blowing by them at ninety miles an hour (not kidding -- it's a big place and a lot of the roads are dead flat and dead straight and you can drive dead fast on 'em. At least, dead is what happens if you hit anything while going ninety. But it was a rental.), I did not have the opportunity to get pictures of 'em. This one, I snapped at a stoplight.
I think that perhaps the Arizona board of state tourism or whatever should make a point of mentioning how nifty their roads are. Not only are they decorated, they're mostly tastefully xeriscaped and colored to match the local rocks and stuff. The roads try to blend in. It's kind of neat and I'm sorry that I don't have more pictures of the decorations because they were pretty cool.
En route to La's friend's house in Tuscon, we stopped at a roadside attraction where this horse feed
cost five dollars for this big of a cup
to feed to these...
That was worth every penny of the five dollars. (And that's MY PICTURE that I TOOK BY MYSELF. I didn't steal it from anywhere. Yay me! Full disclosure: I have about sixty shitty pictures of ostriches that you aren't going to get to see. But this one? Teh hawtness.) Persons who have never met an ostrich (for that is the these pictured above) should know that they're right sudden birds. They're big, yes. They're also fast like chickens when they're pecking. It's kind of disconcerting. They can also snake their necks around like... like... well, the thing that they reminded me of most was those three green pointy bits that live in the holes in Half Life and peck you to pieces if you make any noise. They move JUST LIKE that, as fast and in the same kind of way. I could not actually capture this on film, but I tried.
The little white cup of stuff (refer to the feed cup picture above) was some kind of food for small, brightly colored birds called Lorikeets. (It was included in the five dollars at the ostrich place.) You go into the very-large (huge barn-sized walk-in) bird cage, double-doored and screened, and open the little white cup of stuff and then you are attacked by small brightly-colored birds who duel each other for the right to slurp up the liquid.
They will also sit on your head.
It being the southwest, they offered hot peppers for sale in jars at all sorts of tourist venues. I took a picture because
The scenery was kinda hostile.
Well, really, it was very hostile.
But some of it was photogenic.
There was really rather a lot of scenery going on, which was good because they didn't have very many trees to liven up the place. There was a distinct shortage of trees. Along the roads, they had some scruffy things with green trunks and some mesquite (but both of these were not what I'd call trees. They were only slightly larger than shrubberies) and stuff, but that was about it. Also, some damn fool thought it would be cute to plant freaking palm trees all over, so there were a lot of those, too. But anyway, there was scenery.
The trees are blurry because we were blowing by the scenery at ninety miles an hour. We went by some scenery more slowly but the light was fading and all my damn pictures came out grainy because of the low light levels...
Except this one.
They do really have pretty surgical-appliance-pink sunsets out there. That's the colors the camera saw -- I didn't tart things up in an editing program. Anyway, I'm home again and the usual round of postings will resume in short order.
Also, I ripped out the totally unsatisfactory 1x1 ribbing on the HoHI and cast on again and put on 2x2 corrugated ribbing and it is both totally right and acceptable AND better than halfway done. Go me! (Nothing like a plane flight to attack those not-particularly-thrilling knitting jobs. Now I need to rechart the pattern for the socks so that it meets the (new) 168 stitch requirement. *sigh* That's going to suck.)
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Did you happen to notice in the first cactus pic, how two of the jaggy things together near the center kinda look like a heart?
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That's pretty much all I came away with....
The ostrich
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Spouse and I *love* it out there, and we need to go back. You just reminded me that we need to go back, *and* that we need to take the spawn with us.
Sometime you should see our pics from Utah and Nevada desert. And Arizona.
I grew up around an emu, which isn't as big as an Ostrich, but I can imagine from what you told us what one is like (Ostrich, not emu). Theoretically you can ride them. Supposedly. (Again, ostrich, not emu).
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I'm actually afraid to vacation there because I'm afraid that it'll make me unhappy with where I have to live and work.
But I *love* it!!
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They are, admittedly, somewhat pretty, in small numbers at designated viewing events. When you're trying to eat breakfast, and the tree right outside your window[1], mere feet away, is infested with a swarm of them... not so pretty.
[1] Yes, right outside. We're talking a second-story window beside a second-story-height tree.
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