Fried pickles and fresh meat

This weekend was one of the hottest we've had this year and it's been miserably warm inside the house due to whatever cooling we can get coming from a swamp cooler. At some point, it just doesn't make much of a difference -- that difference is usually when the outside temperature is over 100 degrees. It's been nearly 110 each day since Friday so it's been a challenge being comfortable.

The extreme heat motivated me to take the Ken Carr car 2.0 (poomobile) to The Specialists and get the windows tinted to reduce the heat level in the car when it's sunny. It's amazing how much of a difference it makes in an area like southern Arizona where the sun is so strong. The air conditioning in the car instantly became more efficient and cooled it down much faster. I spent $200 and it seems to be worth it. However, it's not dark enough that I could drive naked and someone would still point and laugh.

What we did this weekend: Saturday night we went to the Tilted Kilt for some dinner (where our buddy Payton works) but he wasn't there. Food was good, fun outing.

Today's dinner was at Arby's followed by grocery shopping at Walmart Market.

I'm posting this at 11:00 p.m. on Sunday night and the house is still miserably warm. We have portable fans, ceiling fans, and the swamp cooler and I am trying to resist the urge to go spend money to buy more fans. If I sleep as poorly tonight as I did last night due to the warm conditions, we'll be the owner of a few more portable fans. Cause that's how I roll.

Anthony's fried pickles at Tilted Kilt
with cayenne ranch dipping sauce

My chicKEN strips and onion rings

Anthony was watched by the
creepy guy in the photo on
the wall while he ate.
It reminded me of Scooby Doo
where the eyes moved
(in the cartoon, they didn't
in the Tilted Kilt)

Anthony ordered a loaded Italian
sandwich at Arby's.
Does it look as fabulous as
it does in the signs behind him?

Sandwich minus one big ol' bite.
He said it was tasty.

I had a ham and brown sugar bacon
sandwich and homestyle fries.
Not homostyle, homestyle.

What do you get when plums
and apricots have sex?
Plumcots

Anthony left this plum with the bananas.
I'm sure they caught him on the
security cameras and now there's
a warrant out for his arrest.

They make cheese slices
in my image.

Yoooooo Anthony!
Look what I found!
And, it can squirt on you!
P.S. I hate to break the
news to you, but standing
under the "fresh meat"
sign won't get you a date.