Ahwatukee is where you go when you’ve fucked up once too often in Parasite Valley and when you’re not even welcome in the cut-rate downtown Scottsdale places. The Nellos pizza lounge seemed like a fairly safe haven from our storms. No hassles, no talk. Just a place to rest and regroup. I wasn’t even hungry.
Lurlene wants a camper trailer. Me: Uh, OK. What would we tow it with? Dodge Ram: Hey sailor. Look at what I’m packing under this hood. Annoying voice of reality: You DO realize those fuckers cost $30K, right? Never fear, Tex Earnhardt is here. He has what is quite nearly the perfect truck. No, not […]