Phoenix Trip

Yeesh, it's been so long since I've blogged, I forgot how much stuff has gone on in the interim.

Y'see, I normally do these posts at work, when things are slow. Things have been decidedly not-slow for the past month or so. In fact, saying that I've been busy at work is tantamount to saying that the Titanic sprung a leak.

Let me see if I can break it down for ya. Each report I proof is supposed to get to me one week in advance. An Environmental Impact Report (EIR), which is what I've been working on, is roughly the size of four to five reports. I've been doing three EIRs, all with about a week's notice. So, yeah. Busy.

Last weekend, my girlfriend and I drove to Phoenix to attend a wedding. This was a bit of the gamble for me, seeing as how this adventure into the desert may have broken the arangement I have with the sun. You see, years ago, we came to an arangement: I don't go outside, and the sun doesn't kill me. So far, it's been a mutually beneficial.

The trip served to drive home a few important thoughts:

1. Fuck Arizona. If you like desert wastelands, this is the place for you. If you're a sane human being, steer clear.
   
2. Phoenix is a nice city, but do not be deceived! The reason the streets are clean and there's no graffiti is because it's too fucking hot to go about being a dick.
   
3. Little girls, when gathered in large numbers, are capable of emitting a sonic-based ranged attack that is not unlike that of the dreaded shocker lizard.
   
4. If you're going to have french fries at your wedding reception, do the right thing and make sure they're available to everyone, not just the kids! If you don't, all you're doing is making me steal from children, which, when it comes to good fries, I am perfectly willing to do.
   
5. Indian food, when prepared properly, is delicious.
   
6. King-sized beds are awesome. Air conditioners created from the agonized souls of wookie orphans, however, are not. The damn thing woke me up at least dozen times during the night, wailing its wordless lament at a cruel and uncaring world at 150 decibels. However, when your options are "listen to a wookie opera" or "burn like a sinner in Hell", you're willing to take the good with the (loud and obnoxious) bad.
   

I know I come across as somewhat negative (imagine that), but all in all it was a very good trip!