More photos and hockey!

At last, I post more of the promised, nearly two week old pictures from Tucson/Tombstone.

This photo was taken in the Sonoran Desert shortly after sunrise.




You might want to click on this one to enlarge. This was one of my favorite pieces in the Bird Cage Theater. This is a business license for one of Tombstone's popular prostitutes, Sadie Jo. The top line stating that the license "Must be placed in a conspicuous place above bed" cracked me up! It's signed by Deputy Marshall, Wyatt Earp. Come on! If Wyatt thinks it's ok, this must be a cool profession. And I was just thinking of what I want to be when I grow up! You know, I was just thinking about going into business for myself. But I guess I'd have to move to Nevada for a business license like that!
And here's the San Xavier Mission. As you can see, half of it was being restored. That was a little disappointing photo-wise.











Here you can see some of the detail. It was beautiful.











There was even more fine detail inside. The perpective from this photo isn't quite accurate. It is much larger than this in life.











The murals on the walls and ceilings were breathtaking. It is hard to believe that such craftmanship could be so old.








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So last Friday night, I attended my first hockey game to see the Atlanta Thrashers and LOVED it. I feel as if I brought along a little bit of Arizona with me as the opposing team was the Phoenix Coyotes. This was a game we totally should have won...but didn't. Oh well, we only lost by one point and that was in overtime. Not too bad. I still loved it...even though I didn't even get to see a good fight! What was up with that!?

I went with Germaphobe, her super skinny friend, and a guy friend, T. Now T. was a real hockey fan and helped to fill me in on all the things I needed to know. Except for one thing...He informed me after the game that Wayne Gretzky is the Coyotes' coach. Now isn't that something I should have been told? I mean the one hockey figure that I actually know and I didn't even get a picture!

The real treat of the evening (and I mean this in the most sarcastic way possible) was the attendance of the real life Beavis and Butthead and we were lucky enough to sit directly in front of them! These dudes couldn't have been over 16 years old and I couldn't help but wonder just how obnoxious they would be once they were old enough to drink alcohol. Now, I am all for cheering on the home team and yelling insults to the opposition, but did they really have to yell at the top of their lungs while leaning in towards my seat sending their spittle down the back of my neck? Their favorite line (their only one) was yelling at the Coyotes' goalie, Curtis Joseph (apparantly nicknamed Cu Jo), and it went something like this...

(Yelling loudly) "Cuuuu Jo...." (Pumping up the volume even more) "Cuuuuuu Joooooooo" (Now loud enough to burst my eardrum) "CUUUUU JOOOOOOOOOOOO" (Now reaching decibels way beyond the normal pain threshold of hearing) "YOU SUCK!!!!"

After hearing this about 450 times, it wasn't so bad. Or maybe the ringing in my ear now drowned it out. Either way, I quite enjoyed the joke that Beavis told Butthead:

Beavis: "Duuuude. Did I tell you about my hockey team, man?"
Butthead: "No, man. What hockey team, dude?"
Beavis: "Well, they're, like, a gay hockey team from Florida. And I'm gonna name them the Citrus Fruits."
Butthead: "huh-huh-huh. The Citrus Fruits."
Beavis: "Yeah. They're gay. huh-huh-huh."

Inspired by Beavis and Butthead's maturity level, Germaphobe and I sent the giant scoreboard a text message during one of the breaks that said, "T. is with the 3 hottest girls in Atl." T., being totally inspired by our maturity level, stands up to let everyone in Philips Arena know that he was the lucky man with Atlanta's three hottest girls.

Dude, I totally love hockey! It's such an adult game! We even played a round of There's Your Baby Daddy on the way out of the arena.

A packed night at Philips Arena.
Yay Thrashers!







An action shot of what appears to be Cu Jo blocking our attempt to score. Cuuuu Jooooo...You suck!







Looks like disco hockey!