Well, I'm back from my trip to Tucson to visit my ol' pal Don Ensign. Don is a comic book historian, and has an amazing memory for facts. I'm in awe.

We had a snappy time at the annual Gem & Mineral Show. Most of the time we were there was spent at the Fossil Show, though. Don's old boss Joe Taylor was there selling two huge castings of the head of a mammoth he excavated -- the largest ever found. Only $12,500 if you're hankering for one! ^_^ Here is his web site: www.mtblanco.com
Here's Don with this killer Triceratops head:

Here's me with a new girlfriend. It might have ended in tragedy, had she not been on a diet:

I spent all my folding cash on rocks, but if you didn't already know I was a nerd the picture above hasn't loaded yet. I got some really lovely stuff. I'd never heard of ocean jasper before, but now I'm in loOove. I also snagged some beautiful serpentine eggs and some snazzy-cool marine fossils.
When my Mom told my Aunt where I was shopping, my Aunt said "I guess that means we're all getting ROCKS for our birthdays, this year, huh?" Ar Ar. They know me so well.
Don, Joe and I ate at a really decent Asian buffet, Saturday night. There were actually Asians eating there, so we suspected it might be good. Joe is a hoot. Buy some of his dinosaurs. He needs the money.
Don and I visited the University of Arizona and cruised the History Museum and the Art Museum. The H.M. had a neat mining exhibit. I like going inside caves. The A.M. had some lovely pieces ( along with the usual modern CRAP ), including an exquisite sculpture by Vittorio Caradossi. There was also a hand-colored lithograph by David Roberts. Roberts travelled extensively in the Middle East during the 1800s, and he's one of my favorites in the travel-art genre.
Wednesday morning, just before I left for home, we went to Tubac, AZ, about an hour south of Tucson. Tubac is an art community, sort of like a mini-Santa Fe. Wednesday was the start of their arts festival. We poked our heads in a few galleries, including one which was run by Hugh Cabot's widow. Cabot was the official field-artist for the U.S. Military during the Korean War. He is an American Master Painter, and his works hang in the Capitol Building in Washington and at the Smithsonian. Of everything I saw at the gallery, I think that the charcoal drawings he did during the Korean War were what impressed me the most. Mr. Cabot passed away on May 23rd of last year. His widow needs to make a living, so if you're in the area, visit the gallery and buy something to keep her afloat.
Well, it was a pleasant 80 degrees or so in Arizona, but frankly I'm not sure I could live there. I remember back in July of 2000, when Don and our friend Nate Butler and I were trekking to Sandy Eggo for the ginormous annual nerd-fest ( ComicCon ), we spent the night in Casa Grande. We got in at 10pm and it was 114 degrees! Crap, no.
As my friends in Tucson say 'An Arizona baby's first words are: "But it's a Dry Heat." '
I'm glad to be back in nice, cold Oklahoma.
^_^
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