Casita Klatsch

Packing Up...Again

My last day in Tucson.  Well, for two months anyway.  (Oh, come on, would it hurt to let me have my drama queen moments now and then?)

No worries, though.  I am very much looking forward to being back with the men in my life in Sydney.  And women!  (Sorry, Alison, Rhyll, Bloss, et alia.)

And I get to stop off and see Doug and Woody for a few days on my way to LAX.  No complaints here!

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This morning I had brekky with Lyle at the downtown Grill.  Over an enormous stack of wholewheat toast, we talked about moving, work, singing, etc.  (Break a leg with the upcoming interview, Lyle!)

I know it's bright, but don't frown, Lyle.

That's the spirit!

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After dropping Lyle home, because I was near that area anyway, I took more sign photos, this time around South Tucson.  Areas of this large neighborhood, unfortunately, are not places someone like me would want to be found alone after dark.  The main drags are okay, however, with the ubiquitous and very fine authentic Mexican restaurants, including Mi Nidito, where President Clinton ate on a rare Presidential visit to the Old Pueblo a number of years ago. 

More to the point, however, there are great many small businesses that offer excellent subjects for a Tucson Signs photo gallery.  You can see all of them in my Tucson Signs set at Flickr.

More Signs

I began my Sunday in a sluggish way, having slept in after a final big night out in Tucson for this stay.  Then my allergies hit.  Oh, the monsoons.  Love the rain, but hate the mold and pollen it stimulates.

Doug is in town to collect and discuss invertebrates.  We had an enjoyable lunch at Rosa's.  I like his interesting blog.  He's also very kind to comment on mine to verify or identify from scratch the subjects in any bug photos I post. 

Sandy and Doug

After lunch, I drove around a bit and took more pictures of Tucson signs.  Below are a few examples.  You can see many more in my Flickr set.

The site of some of last night's debauchery

What's your sign?

Upon borrowing Homer's coche to meet some fellow UA music grads last night, I took advantage of the opportunity that having wheels gave me to snap some photos for a new Casita Klatsch category I've been meaning to start.  Tucson signs. 

Tucson has a lot of funky signs planted in front of businesses.  I hope to catch a good many of them on camera while I am here. 

Warning:  the following are fairly boring, but I do like the one for the $150 appliances.  I'll get more shots  (and better ones, hopefully) when I have use of Homer's car next week and can spend more time on the task.  Homer will be away for a while, and I'll be looking after Puff, Joey and Mama Cat while he's in DC visiting Jimbo, TJ, Aaron (I think) and another blogger, whose tail I'm whipping in Scrabulous at the mo'.

Pat's  on Grande

Praco's appliances

I especially like the arrow.  In fact, I covet it.

This is by no means old or funky, but I'm including it as a very sad, er, sign of the times in depressed socioeconomic areas.

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And, for Doug.  From the casita garden this morning.  I've been trying to get a shot of this bugger for days now.  S/he finally perched on an Arizona willow blossom.