I love drawing old men in hats, even though I hate driving behind them. They are never in a hurry to get anywhere. I drew this guy on the inside of a discarded book that had a map of the eastern US printed on it.
I miss a number of things about the east coast, not the least of which is an obligation to be somewhat punctual. Perhaps it is just me. I am early or on time for virtually everything. Not so everyone here. Arriving a half hour late for any event is the norm. I can't understand it, but I have a theory as to why this occurs.
Arizona does not spring forward or fall back. Arizona time is the same all year around. As a result, I suspect no one is really sure what time it should be so they just split the difference. It is a lame excuse, but it is the best I can come up with.
I am so not getting this laid-back western way of life.