Photos · · Hermosillo

Elote Truck

Open door of a truck filled with corn on the cob
Sunlight on a truckload of corn on the cob

Elotes (corn on the cob) are sold off of a truck along Boulevard San Juan Bautista de Escalante.

Photos · · Hermosillo

Bastones

Bastones

Pictured here is a cane field in the suburbs of Hermosillo.

Photos · · Hermosillo

Annual Christmas Eve Haircut

Haircut at Eben Ezer

Annual Christmas Eve Haircut in the Hermosillo Beauty District. Fun fact: In Spain this tradition is known as The Running of The Chins and people throw tomatoes.

Notes · · Tucson

The Sound of Music

  • There are few songs that could not be improved if only Klaus Nomi were still around to perform them. I think this every time I hear that annoying Sugar Pie Honey Bunch song played at a grocery store or the dentist.
  • Every day it's a new Christmas carol stuck in my head. Today, it's The Beach Boys' Little Saint Nick.
  • I'm sorry, now you hear it too.
  • And just what does the "ave" in Ave Maria mean?

Photos · · Tucson

Porch Party Light

Trees

A Sunday sunset streams through trees at the end of a December day.

Notes · · Tucson

Greasy Spoon Mind Trick

Every time it rains, the yard grows a fuzzy green, like a chia pet. It's all weeds but it's kind of pretty until the weeds get taller and start looking like themselves and then out come the gloves, the rake, and the podcasts.

Lately, I've gotten in the habit of tidying up the yard on Saturday mornings. I get up early and listen to podcasts while I'm doing it. Often, the yard doesn't actually need work, but I want to listen to my programs so there I am with my earphones in, raking, pruning, potting. It's one of those things where you combine something you don't like doing with something you enjoy to trick your brain into thinking you're having fun. Like when we had to go the laundromat on Saturday mornings, we'd stop at Frank's Diner for breakfast on the way, so our brains didn't think we were doing laundry. Our brains thought we were eating pancakes. At least at first. By Friday, we'd even stop saying "You know what we have to do this weekend? The L word." The L word being what we called the unmentionable thing we didn't like doing at the laundromat on Saturday mornings. But by Friday night we'd have stopped saying that and we'd be talking about tomorrow's breakfast at Frank's. 

Breakfast at Frank's Diner

Morning light at Frank's

Notes · · Tucson

A Very California Experience

Agave plants

We're back from our Thanksgiving road trip. We had a very California experience. We ate vegan frozen yogurt on Sunset Boulevard. We learned a new word: chipster (Chicano hipster). We got lost walking ten miles all over downtown Los Angeles. Do they still say nobody walks in L.A.? We saw lots of people walking. Hello! we'd say and people were mostly friendly and said hello back and offered directions. Others were crazy and didn't notice us at all, including the angry guy chasing after the babbling guy with a length of steel pipe. But that was okay. You can't always talk to everyone. On the 5 we saw rain and rainbows, snow, cows, and lots of different types of fruit trees. We listened to audiobooks.  Anne Lamott and Joan Didion had lots to say. David Sedaris and Kiese Laymon did too. 

Santa Cruz was cold and green and beautiful. The friends we were visiting there live in the hills of Aptos. Hiram was meeting Julie and Lesa for the first time. As he drove the winding road up through the hills to Julie's house, I expected to see Ewoks and he wondered aloud if she lived in a cabin with whistling dwarves and little birds that do housework. She doesn't, but there are squirrels and deer and joggers. They jump from tree to tree, pass through the yard, and make their way up and down the street. Lesa doesn't live in a cabin with dwarves either, but she does have stylish children. I didn't ask if they whistle.

Hiram in Aptos
Me in Aptos

Julie turned us on to Santiago Artemis's “No Time for Shame” on Netflix. "Every episode is about the shoulder pads." Then we wanted to turn her on to “La Casa de Las Flores.” Have you seen season one? Isn't it outrageous? A telenovela for the smart Gen-X Mexican demographic. It did feel a little slow and desaturated after Santi's many outfit changes, so if you're going to watch both shows, I'd recommend starting with Casa de Las Flores; then, when you're warmed up, move on to Santiago. 

Also, it's important to watch Casa de Las Flores in Spanish. There's an English version but with the dub you miss out on Cecila Suarez' staccato delivery. I wouldn't want you to watch the show without it.