NPR Free

One thing about being stuck in the middle of the desert with a rental car: radio sucks. There is no NPR here. The one "talk" radio station has a definite religious bend. Yesterday I heard repeatedly the voices of individuals who identified themselves as democrats declaring that they could never vote for Hillary (or any woman) or for Obama (described as a "Muslim in disguise"). I have some weird idea that I want to hear the president give the "State of the Union" address tonight. No one here has been able to let me know if it will be broadcast live on EST or on delay. The responses I've heard echo the first one I received when I asked: "I don't know when it's on and I really don't care." Maybe if I spoke Spanish I'd be better off, as the two most popular stations are in that language. I keep reminding myself that this too is America, and that it is the diversity of this country which makes it great. I just keep wishing that I could get my NPR when driving out here.

Images of Quartzsite

Quartzsite is the mega-festival of the RV set. It's held in the middle of a dusty limbo between LA and Phoenix. I've been here for several days. This is a view from with in the main vendor tent. Also a shot of one of the traveling companions I noticed hanging out in an RV window. It's walking around taking in sights like Mr. Parrot which make a how like this bearable.

Alive in Blythe

Am I lucky or what? I've been sent to Arizona for a trade show and have found lodgings in the closest "city", Blythe, California. There is no mall, but somehow this small town on the highway between LA and Phoenix manages to keep a Starbuck's coffee. This oasis has been my morning refuge, where I can get a hold of the New York Times and a soy latte. Fine dining includes Pizza Hut. I can recommend Rosita's for Mexican. Best I've had in a while. And the golf course is as close as upscale dining comes in this burg. On the upside I won't be breaking any expense account budgets, and the hotel has a fast internet connection.