Zoic and I have only been surviving together for a little while, but I thought I might offer to make her dinner, or do something nice. She had absolutely no interest, and shame on me for trying. I’d like to clarify: I might be the last man on Earth.
Something possibly more important is that it is Arizona’s 100th birthday, or it would be if it were still alive. I still think of it as Arizona, but really it’s not much more than the Sonoran desert right now. It came really close, though.