Disaster Assessment
Red Cross disaster assessment teams in Beaver Dam, AZ on December 23rd, 2010 after the flooding the occurred over the previous days...The Emergency Response Vehicle goes over a former sandbag barricade on Beaver Dam Dr. while doing disaster assessment.
Red Cross in Beaver Dam, AZ
Tom Delux gets water from the Red Cross Emergency Response Vehicle. Tom is visiting his mother who leaves in Beaver Dam and there are four disabled people in the home he was getting water for.
More Stupid Graffiti in White Rock Canyon
If you’re not familiar with being “no trace” in nature, here’s a link to learn about it. It makes life better, for everyone.
Graffiti, Tagging and Leave My Wilderness Alone
Now, let me clear here about one thing, I’ve got nothing inherently against graffiti. I’ve met many a good or even great graffiti artist. I admire, respect and in some cases love, their work. But do me a favor folks, keep it in the city and not in a pristine slot canyon.
Now, to be fair, I doubt this was done by a tagger or graffiti artist or anyone with any talent or purpose. First of all, putting peace and love in a beautiful, wild canyon, most of the people hiking there already have that idea in their own shape and way.
Second, how many people are going to see this? Maybe 20-30 on a busy weekend day, most of which it’s going to disturg their sense of inner peace that they already got? Dumb.
Third, have a little skill, do something original, or at least interesting. If you’re going to be an asshole, at least be an interesting asshole.
Oh well, it’s chalk, it won’t last long, but if, just by chance, anyone coming across this entry has ever done something like this, or is thinking about it…Don’t. It’s not cool, or interesting or creative. Now, if you’re going to do it on the street, on the side of a building (preferably with the owner’s permission, which does happen), Rock On. I look forward to seeing your art.
Stella, My Loving Pit Bull Terrier
Stella loves her walks, no doubts about that one. And she really loves her walks in new and strange places, which this wasn’t entirely, but it isn’t a common walk. And perhaps most importantly, because it keeps Erin and I sane, it’s a longish, so Stella is tired for a day or two. That’s bliss.