Trying, I say, because failing. I mean, don't get it twisted: I miss my friends out there a lot, and I'd like to see the old man once in a while, and I had plenty of good times out there. I'm even thinking about a trip out there sometime next year, maybe during Sox spring training.
But I just can't miss the place that much. I didn't really like living in Arizona, even though I'm that rarest of birds, a native Phoenician. That's why I moved up here in the first place. I think about going back once in a blue moon, and then I think, aside from hanging out with Michael and James, what am I gonna do out there? Go to MetroCenter? I know the place has grown hugely since I was out there last, and I know it's probably a lot different than the overgrown conglomeration of strip malls it was in the '80s and early '90s, but my friend Steve (who's 25, and only left AZ a few years ago) assures me that for all the expansion, it's now just a bigger conglomeration of strip malls.
I dunno. I still love the place, because you can't escape your raisin'. But every year, I miss it a little less.