Monday, August 28, 2006

Rangers 3 — A's 0


We had great seats, courtesy of B. Leard. Thanks again, sister.


Mr. Stairs on the scoreboard, only moments before his 400+ ft. homer.


Some mid-game girltalk. But I'm sure they were talking baseball...


Tex at the plate.


Venerable superfans, basking in the post-game delight of a classic Ranger victory.

Saturday, August 26, 2006

El Yunque


I've been on a bit of a panoramic kick lately. Here's one of the Puerto Rican rainforest. Over 200 inches of rain per year.

Thursday night at the range





Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Arizona and New Mexico — Aug. 8-13


Milt was in Arizona on business so he stopped by to bowl a few frames with us in Tucson. He put up some pretty good numbers too: a respectable 131 in the second game.


Playing with the cousins in their Phoenix backyard.












Me and the cousins: Isabela, Karina and Malena.


Lots of retirees rolling around in golf carts on the Phoenix (Sun City, actually) streets.


The new Cardinals stadium.


The amazing cacti. Great photo opps with these bad boys.














Just east of Flagstaff, AZ, lies the Meteor Crater. 4,000 feet across and 550 feet deep. And it was formed in seconds by the estimated 150 ft. diameter meteorite. Pretty crazy to think what the concussion would be like. Our brochure said it was more immense than 20 million tons of TNT exploding. Sheesh.






Panoramic of the crater. It's a large hole.


Saw this car at a rest stop on our way to Santa Fe. Good to see some Okie plates in Arizona. The stickers are pretty entertaining...


Oh good, only 700 more miles to go...


Just west of Albuquerque on I-40. At one point the whole arc of the rainbow was visible.






San Miguel's chapel in Santa Fe. The oldest church in America, apparently (c.1600s)


Those Santa Fe peeps are quite green friendly, offering a host of flexible fuel options. Ethanol is soo the way forward, dude.




Uppercrust Pizza in Santa Fe. The best I've had in my 22 years.











The hostel we stayed at in Santa Fe. Not bad for $15 a night. I met a guy named Lee who was bunking in my room. He's on his way out to San Francisco to work on an organic farm/zen meditation center. The place is called Green Gulch Farm. He extended me an open invitation. RUF internship? Pshaw. I always wanted to see San Francisco...






Mhmmm...Nutella crepes...




I made three Ferrari sightings in Santa Fe. This old school Testarossa was NICE.

"I love driving it, it is so choice. If you have the means I highly recommend picking one up."