Being a fat biker (pedaling not Harley) with no pigment leaves me little choice. I have to ride at night or risk Satan's kisses (sunburn all over). I'm a night person anyway. I put on two motorcycle power headlights, a flashing red tail light and head out once the sun turned off.
Fucking 57-years-old and what do you get? Another participation trophy and deeper in debt.
Humans came here about 12,000 years ago. Maybe they were explorers following the mountains and water in search of a better life? More likely they were refugees left to die in this god forsaken summer of hell with no air conditioning.
It was the one day of the year when the people of Tucson whispered "winter is coming" and dug in their closets to find their one dust-covered windbreaker.
Welcome to Arizona, son. Now pick: UA or ASU. For me that's a complicated and changing choice.
Q: What the hell is that bent piece of metal that is sticking over the back left tire? A: You tell me -- that's what comments are for.
Jesus was sitting on the other side of the table starring at the waitresses' tits. She walks away and he leers at the rest of us letting us know his intent
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, when the beggars begin to frolic in the streets of Tucson.
We screwed up raising this kid -- the Boy likes people and has no sense of shame or social awkwardness.
I'm not sure what it is about Tucson, but it draws out some weird little freaks, and everyone else is OK with that.