Monday, March 30, 2026
Another month of fascism. Every day I wake hoping it will be the day. The Orange Pedophile started a war to distract from the revelations in the Epstein File.
I remembered when we lived at Buckley and their was a man named Pete who lived up the road and we were warned to stay away from him because he was raping family members. And no one did anything.
Anyways... I monitored downtown and found layers of trash, Territorial period on top, then Presidio, and then Hohokam at the bottom.
AD 1000-1100 sherds.
I had to drive to Tempe to attend a First Aid class. Drove back. Then drove Matt and I north to Glendale to attend the Nine Inch Nails concert. Then drove back. Then the following weekend we went to the Trampled by Turtles concert in Tucson at the old nunnery. Acoustics were not the greatest there. But both concerts were good.
La Rosa.
The next morning I drove to Yuma to do a survey. What a horrible place to live. It was along the highway and about half of the survey area was impossibly steep slopes. I refused to climb on those, I was not going to kill myself.
Yuma.
I got back and made Matt his requested birthday cake (store bought yellow mix and store bought chocolate frosting, yuck). He liked it. He got some Legos, some church cookbooks, two shirts, and two handkerchiefs.
Matt is 49.
This last weekend I attended the No Kings Protest. There were numerous locations in Tucson so not so many people at Reid Park. Still ran into Corky, Maxwell, and Philip. I did my part. Afterward I gave a tour at Fort Lowell, also doing my part.
Trump Raped Kids.
My car is not fixed and I cannot get rid of it. Well it was fixed but Farmers Insurance made them put a brand new steering column in. So an extra week in a rental car (Nissan Altime) which I really hate driving. I will be looking at a Ford Bronco. I took money out of my 401K and like every other time, the stock market dropped so it actually was a good thing.
