I call this “Gooaal” or “De plane! De plane!” (You have to look closely to see that one.)
I think Jesus probably has a sense of humor. Don’t you?
I just went out to take a dip in the pool. Yuck. The water is over 90 degrees. Not exactly what I would call refreshing.
These are the kind of days you just curl up inside in front of a nice AC with a good book. (I always said summer is our winter here!)
You can always tell when it’s summer by my blog. Unlike some adventurous and hearty souls (I’m talking about you, Chris) I tend to stay indoors as much as I can and avoid the desert heat and sun. That’s why you will see so many posts from my archives or recent trips to the coast. I am wallowing deep in the Dog Days mentality now, but only a few short months and it will be Fall, and then I will have absolutely no excuse for not getting up off my arse and getting out. (But I’m sure I’ll come up with something! Isn’t that sad?)
Saturday night, the husband and I had a “date night”. This is a big deal for us. We both had grown tired sitting around the house watching the Michael Phelps show on TV, and I heard that one of my favorite local businesses, Ground Control, was having a party. They are moving to a bigger location in Litchfield Park and were closing the Goodyear doors for good (not just a good year ha!).
Ground Control is so cute. It can’t decide if it’s a coffee joint or a pub, but it is precisely that combination that makes it so eclectic. You can get a good cup of coffee, a nice red zin or a hoity toity 30 year old scotch if that is your poison. It’s also nice to have a place the West Valley can call its own. We have mostly chain restaurants from which to choose. Yuck. And boring.
Even better – we got to hear some live jazz. Booyeah! (They came all the way from NEW YORK CITY.)
Thanks, Sean, for bringing some class to the SW Valley. We’re looking forward to seeing you in a couple of weeks when the new place opens.
It’s WHAT the wind is blowin’. (Ron White)
We had a huge haboob (dust storm) this past Saturday. Here you can see the leading edge of the dust cloud peeking over the wall. It pretty much trashed our pool. We got up early Sunday morning to clean everything up, and as I sit here Sunday evening watching the clouds build, we are hoping we don’t have repeat performance.
Also, after spending Saturday afternoon in the pool I have discovered a rather unpleasant side effect to some medication I am on – sun sensitivity. Definitely NOT a good thing to have in Arizona!
Have a super week, and remember to be good to each other!
The creation of the Cabazon dinosaurs began in the 1960s by Knott’s Berry Farm sculptor and portrait artist Claude K. Bell (1897–1988) to attract customers to his Wheel Inn Cafe, which opened in 1958. The first of the Cabazon dinosaurs, a giant apatosaurus named Dinny, was started in 1964 and created over a span of eleven years. Bell created Dinny out of spare material salvaged from the construction of nearby Interstate 10.
A second dinosaur, Mr. Rex, was constructed near Dinny in 1981. Originally, a giant slide was installed in Rex’s tail; it was later filled in with concrete making the slide unusable. A third woolly mammoth sculpture and a prehistoric garden were drafted but never completed due to Bell’s death in 1988.
Since 2005, new owner Gary Kanter, an Orange County developer, has been using the dinosaurs of Cabazon as a platform for a Creationist viewpoint. Currently located inside Dinny is a gift store and museum promoting creationism with some of the toy dinosaurs in the shop sold under the label “Don’t swallow it! The fossil record does not support evolution.” The current ownership has expressed a Young Earth creationist belief that most dinosaurs were created on Earth about 6,000 years ago – the same day as Adam and Eve. In stark contrast to that belief are Bell’s painted frescoes and sculptures inside Dinny, depicting a naturalist and evolutionary viewpoint. (Yes, folks, truth IS stranger than fiction and in this case we aren’t sure which is which!)
The Cabazon Dinosaurs attraction also features an open-air museum with fiberglass and robotic dinosaurs. Other activities at the site include a sand pit where visitors can experience a “dino dig” as well as a gemstone and fossil-panning sluice. These are the parts I never take the time to see. I think I’m going to have to change that.
I intentionally left my camera at home this time since our visit was mainly centered around seeing old friends so all of my photos from the trip were taken with my camera phone. I have become a real Instagram addict. There are some amazing photographers doing groovy things on Instagram. I think I am so enamored with the imperfection of iPhoneography because my camera skills are so imperfect!