Today's trip into Arivaca was pretty uneventful. We went to the coffee shop first. Then we went to the farmer's market. The woman who sells prickly pear jelly was not there. So we left empty handed. We then went to the Arivaca Dollar Market for the first time. Almost everything is a dollar. Some stuff is $1.20 or $1.25. I got a Chinese knockoff of a Swiss Army Knife for a dollar and it gives new meaning to the word shoddy. But, I shouldn't expect too much for a dollar. The one commodity that cost more than a dollar at the store are tie dye shirts. They cost eight dollars. Of course I have been planning on acquiring the traditional folk costume of Arivaca Man for some time. So yes, I purchased one and now have the full Arivaca uniform.
I am still having serious connectivity problems. So updates may be sporadic. I was supposed to receive the papers from the other participants of the upcomming cotton conference by e-mail today. I hate it when academics are late. The same professors who penalize undergraduates for late work are far worse themselves when it comes to meeting deadlines. I personally think any professor who misses a deadline should be fired. Earlier in my life I would have advocated execution, but I have grown considerably more tolerant recently.