Greetings, dear readers, from the hot hot heat of Phoenix. You probably heard that yesterday we had a record high of 119º F. How hot is that you ask? So hot that little planes were grounded at Sky Harbor. So hot that you can smell the oil melting out of the creosote bushes. So hot … Continue reading Today Feels Hotter
Three years and one day ago, Melba's and my paths crossed. Literally: she was walking out onto a busy surface street in Phoenix as Querido and I drove past. Querido got her across the street and sacrificed the burrito I had packed for his lunch to keep her in one place until I could get … Continue reading Three Years and a Day
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