It’s pretty safe to say that a large amount of residents consider Arizona the “Grand Canyon State.”
State nicknames like this are commonplace around the nation, and many of us thought the massive hole that juts through the northern part of our state supposedly gave us our moniker. Yet it turns out, this isn’t our official nickname, and a crafty little girl from California brought it to light.
The town square in Superior isn’t very big. In fact, it’s not even a square; it’s a triangle. A small triangle. So small that if it weren’t for the statue, there’s a good chance nobody would ever notice it. But the statue’s there and it gives the square triangle purpose.
One of my masters wants me to fry an egg on the sidewalk. He thinks we should video it and put it up on the Web. I don’t know. I figure if it’s hot enough for a sidewalk egg fry, it’s too hot to be standing around outside frying eggs.
I told him it was a good idea, but maybe we should wait until it cooled off. Then, I gave him my ballpoint pen and showed him how it works and he went away happy.
I think the last time we did the egg-frying thing was in 1990, when it hit 122 on June 26. It was so hot that some big jets were grounded at Sky Harbor International Airport.
About 15 miles east of Kingman, at the corner of Route 66 and Antares Road, a huge green head keeps a watchful eye on motorists as they pass by. There’s something eerie about it, like it popped out of the desert floor after tunneling there from Easter Island, where that famous colony of ancient rock heads resides.
