Sirens and helicopters alert us that something nearby has gone wrong. Around the corner, a house is ablaze. More than half a dozen emergency vehicles are on the scene and quickly have the fire smoldering. We hope everyone is ok.
Dinner with Friends
Last night, we were invited by the Shahs for dinner at their place with the Patel’s, and, oh yeah, Raenu, and then Gautam showed up too – boy, did we have a nice time and were fed well to boot. Sadly, this photo was taken after Gautam had left, and he had been so kind as to bring a cheesecake from Cheesecake Factory for dessert – Thank You, Gautam. And thanks to Mrs. Shah for the excellent meal. Just as we were about to leave, here came Khushboo and Saurin, so we stayed a few more minutes to say hi, as we’ve not seen these two in such a long time.
The Bank
My mother asked that I stop at the bank for her, suppose I can do that after she invited me to lunch.
An Old Favorite
I just couldn’t find a photo of the day to take this Sunday, so I decided to post an old favorite taken back in September 2000 on a trip to Southern California. Taking a photo of the day here in Phoenix for almost a year and looking over our streets with a critical eye, it becomes ever more painfully obvious that we live in a community with very little diversity of environment and architecture – the homes are as cookie-cutter as the people, the plants and landscape a shade of brown or cactus green.
Harkins Valley Art Theatre
After lunch at Hodori Korean BBQ in Mesa, Caroline and I drove the short distance to Mill Avenue in Tempe to visit the Harkins Valley Art Theatre, where we watched Mirrormask. This very nice film was visually stunning but the dialog was at times inane, most of the time matter of fact. Seeing Neil Gaiman’s art come to life should inspire Hollywood to give us more ‘art’ films; this was a breath of fresh air.
The Covered Wagon on a New Trail
Having to learn the hard way, Joseph and Erma rode well into the evening ahead of the other pioneers. They’d been told that the old Mormon Trail shouldn’t oughta be taken alone. Sure enough, they threw a timing belt and soon found their battered covered wagon being towed into town for expensive repairs. Life on the trail is known to be fraught with hardships, but four hundred dollars for towing seemed a might hefty this day.