Arziona Spring Break

I pose for the camera after getting out of the pool, and right away you probably notice my sweet and wicked farmer tan. After just a few hours in the sun, my Wisconsin skin is already reacting to the harsh Arizona sun. I know I'm going to go home looking awesome. The ladies will have a hard time keeping their hands off of me.

When we got back home, I really felt like swimming. Despite the cold (for Arizona) temperatures and the questionable looks from Jim and Kathy, I entered the pool. The sun was setting, so I no longer had that beast to keep me warm. The sun is so incredibly warm down here in the desert, so without it, the temperature drops like an anvil on top of Wile E. Coyote. I went and checked the water temperature in the corner, but honestly I did not need a thermometer to tell me that it was in the low 60's. Although I have plenty of um, cushioning that helps me to stay warm in frigid temperatures, being submersed in 60 degree water is pretty darn cold people. I didn't stay in there too long.

This Toyota Prius Hybrid car was really freakin' sweet. I don't know if I was really clear on that one yet. Aside from the environmental factors and saving money on gas, it had a rearview camera that assisted you when you backed up. A little warning came on the bottom of the screen that said 'check surroundings for safety'. It should have said 'check surroundings for this guy.' Because this guy has problems, and he exhibits odd behaviors like putting his arm around a cactus like it is his prom date. But that one shouldn't scare you, because we all know that I've done stranger things...

I haven't been to a casino in over 3 months since I was in Las Vegas for the World Series of Beer Pong. And even then, I only gambled twice and lost $20.00. After all, I wasn't there to gamble, I was there to play beer pong. So I suggested to my Dad that we go to one of the many Indian Casinos in the Phoenix area. Seriously, it seemed like there was one at every exit off of the freeway. But it looks like I picked the wrong one, because I ended up losing $40 to those Indians and I didn't even get to enjoy my time there. So on my way out, I took a few angry pictures. My handheld one turned out blurry, but the one that I set in the tree couldn't have been more perfect. I do like to point out when pictures turn out great, and I had to set it perfectly in the branches of a tree to frame it properly. And then I needed to get into the proper position to flip off the Indian Casino. Like I said, this picture is just perfect. Just like me flipping off the MTV Studios in Times Square...

I already mentioned that the $700 dollar bear was one of the few items that Jim and Kathy retained from their former store "The Tourist Trap", but while I was warming up after my swim, I found another one. Although not as frightening as the bear, this guy still scared me. Did they have any non-scary items at that store?

I tried to soak in what little sun was still poking through the trees in an attempt to recover from the frigid waters, but I would have to wait until tomorrow to get a healthy dose of the sun's rays. I didn't mind though, because we were just about to head out for dinner. We ate at this Mexican restaurant called Serrano's, which I found rather amusing. I don't normally laugh at restaurants (especially Mexican ones) but this one shared a name with Pedro Cerrano from the Major League movies. I kept saying things like, "Jesus, I like him very much, but he no help with curveball. You trying to say Jesus Christ can't hit a curveball?" and making other comments about how bad it is to steal Jobu's rum. Up your butt Jobu. And from there I just kept on talking to myself and rambling off random Major League quotes.