Monday, May 19, 2008

Greetings From Arizona 3

My father was a bit worried when we announced we were going to try to hike in 100 plus degree temps. He was quite amused-- yet still concerned-- when we returned a short time later. We didn't last long. I suppose it didn't help that we had consumed most of our water in the car on our way to the trail. If it's too hot to drive around in an air conditioned Cadillac then it's way too hot to walk among the Saguaros.

We did, however, stay long enough to take a picture. I think it looks like a cactus in drag. We really love the asymmetrical boobs and slightly erect genitalia.

It's 109 today. The heat is even driving the local wildlife mad. This morning my husband fished a dead Gecko out of the pool. Minutes later the corpse was approached by a live Gecko who promptly jumped on the deceased and proceeded to wrestle. We couldn't tell if the live Gecko was picking a fight with the dead Gecko or if this was some type of Fraternity-like "rape." "Dude, the Gecko is passed out. It won't remember a thing."

Apparently, the live Gecko was planning on having the dead Gecko for lunch. And you want to trust these creatures for car insurance?

2 comments:

Don Lewis said...

I'd be delighted to see your answers to an ink-blot test. You seem to have a particular focus going on here. But I'll be generous and assume its the heat.

Traci Skene said...

OK, it could look like a bulgy-eyed creature who is sticking out his tongue but, for some reason, I felt the need to go blue.