Back in the day we'd have said: Los Vatos Locos!
But hereabouts it was Los Dorados. I used to see them at a dive called The Bomb Shelter.
We had a number of Hells Angels in Fresno, but I seldom saw them on the same side of town.
This is a cheap hotel in Baker . . . or Barstow. It was so hot I forget.
I'd just drug my wife across the Mojave Desert, from some casino at the mouth of Hell's Canyon, in July, 2006, on a motorcycle.
We rented the first room with A/C.
That's me, in front of it, posing on Baggins, the next AM.
Anyhow, those two cacti had been growing long enough that they were breaking through the soffit.
Somewhere up on Kitt Carson Pass, summer 2007 . . .
Hawaiian wedding party at my Boss's house. That's his new son-in-law on the right.
I'm retired now, but I still get invited to the parties.
But hereabouts it was Los Dorados. I used to see them at a dive called The Bomb Shelter.
We had a number of Hells Angels in Fresno, but I seldom saw them on the same side of town.
This is a cheap hotel in Baker . . . or Barstow. It was so hot I forget.
I'd just drug my wife across the Mojave Desert, from some casino at the mouth of Hell's Canyon, in July, 2006, on a motorcycle.
We rented the first room with A/C.
That's me, in front of it, posing on Baggins, the next AM.
Anyhow, those two cacti had been growing long enough that they were breaking through the soffit.
Somewhere up on Kitt Carson Pass, summer 2007 . . .
Hawaiian wedding party at my Boss's house. That's his new son-in-law on the right.
I'm retired now, but I still get invited to the parties.