Gone Phishin

I'm on vacation for a couple of weeks. We're off to fabulous Bisbee, Arizona. Check it out on your map. It's below Tucson, below Tombstone, almost on the border. Yes, Bisbee - Gateway to nowhere, home of nothing.
We've picked it as a possible place to live someday. After much searching and discussion with friends, it seems like a possible choice. Apparently it's full of crazy lefties and artists with no good sense. Lots of galleries. They have their own brewery; Copper Queen Beer, and they have their own coffee roasters. This is a good sign. Elevation at a mile high reduces the temperature a bit and it's situated in a canyon near an old copper mine that hopefully keeps the blue haired republicans away. We'll see.
Then off to New Mexico for the Very Large Array (do a search), Santa Fe where you can see enough art in a day to make you puke, and then to very groovy Taos where we will stay at a bed and breakfast that sports a shrine to Jerry Garcia! Not your basic Holiday Inn but we'll just have to tough it out.
A report when we return. Bye, kids.