I'm unhappy over some stuff that'll probably creep into this blog at some point. But not today. I live south of Tucson, out in the desert. That's not to be confused with the City of South Tucson, which is a separate incorporated city that's not where I live. Not a lot of businesses out in these parts. But I was pissed off, so I went to the local bar. I drank two beers. Now, I was kind of hoping someone would pick a fight with me. I was in a foul mood and was ready to go. Only problem, this bar was full of old people. This whole neighborhood is basically old people. And some of those 80-year-olds are pretty mean with a cane, there weren't really any battles worth fighting. I had my two beers and went back home. And that was my big trip to the bar. I have such an exciting life.