Well, I am starting to settle into the new digs out in the Sonora. I left the Florida Sprawl behind for a town of 1,700 people 22 miles south of I-10 with just about nothing between the town and the highway, check it son. My dirt merchants, Moose and Fiona, have learned the subtle joys of chasing jackrabbits through the yard. Down AZ90 aways is the metropolis of Sierra Vista, around 17,000 people, with enough conveniences you don't go ape shit from just hanging out at the Circle K. Local fauna include the aforementioned jackrabbits, western diamond backs, black widows, javelina, bobcat, mule deer, whitetails, black bear and mountain lion. Accordingly, I am doing some "hardware" procurement for trips into the Huachuca's, Whetstone and Dragoon Mountains.
It's good to move now and then, it wakes you up from your nap and I'll have more later and should be occupying my usual spot at the fire once I get a dial up connection at the house.
Cheers
Ulysses
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no coatimundis?
they gots bats down there too I'm pretty sure.
jaguars mang.
No point mentioning those bats, I thought. The poor bastard will see them soon enough."
HST - Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas
you left the noble jackalope off of your list.
psssst, so what is it you are doing down there? don't worry, I won't tell anyone.
I am assuming my duties as a dependent, not even Class B, but full fledged dependent, including writing hot checks at AAFES, showing up in a housecoat with kids in tow at final formation, and getting on-post speeding tickets.
Actually Mrs Rockefeller's PCS orders sent her to Huachuca and I took a transfer to Tucson to try something new in our marriage- actually living together
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