It wasn't his first time here, but it has been a long while. Cousin Todd came down last night from Gilbert to visit, and the three of us were up late last night knocking off a New York style pizza and a few rounds of Corona.
He would have stayed one more day, but needed to get back to San Jose in time to resume work. I advised him to take two days to drive back instead of one, and that San Bernardino is the halfway point between here and San Jose.
Tomorrow afternoon I'm meeting two friends for dinner at one of Tucson's fine Mexican restaurants. One is in from Pennsylvania and another is in from Queen Creek. We'll probably be there for a few hours. Then Monday it's back to work.
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I'm finally at that "fireball" story in the Alfred Hitchcock collection! This time I've gotten farther into it than I did some 37 or so years ago. It's building up nicely, and I hope to complete it this weekend.
The other stories were also good, with a few of them quite chilling. I didn't remember them all but the scariest ones I did remember, particularly "One of the Dead" by William Wood and "Journey to Death" by Donald E. Westlake. The "fireball" story is called "Out of the Deeps" by John Wyndham though Google research says that this was published as a different novel called "The Kraken Wakes".
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On the world scene, we have Iran starting up their nuclear capability, a rumor that Israel will strike, and I have a sense of uneasiness that something big is going to happen in the very near future and it ain't going to be pretty.
The 1970s/80s rock band Styx had this song called "Borrowed Time", and I'm now wondering if we, as a nation, have been living on it a little too long.
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That's going to be it for this evening. I don't have very much else to say right now.
