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Nothing, Arizona, Here, to See

Nothing, Arizona

I’ve written the actual text for the blog post regarding my most recent long drive, but I haven’t had time to edit and resize all the pretty pictures that are going to go in it yet. So for now, there’s Nothing to see here. Literally. I went romping through West/Central AZ last week, and it was really a surprisingly nice drive. Lots of weird stuff, which you’ll find out about in later blogs. For the moment, I’m still visiting family in Las Vegas–hitting up the Bay Area next week–although I’ve been told I shouldn’t refer to Travis AFB as part of the Bay Area by locals.


Nothing to see here.

There’s a cell tower.

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Nothing for sale.


Nothing is technically a ghost town. Though it’s really just a convenience store . . . so it’s a ghost station, is all.

nothing at all

Nothing at all.

There used to be another sign here, that said:

Town of Nothing Arizona. Founded 1977. Elevation 3269ft.
The staunch citizens of Nothing are full of Hope, Faith, and Believe in the work ethic. Thru-the-years-these dedicated people had faith in Nothing, hoped for Nothing, worked at Nothing, for Nothing.

But no sign of it remains.

Nothing, nevermore.

Nothing, nevermore.

This raven watched me walk around, croaking and cawing. Apparently, Nothing is good enough for him.

About Connor Rickett

My name is Connor Rickett. I started out in the sciences, but left grad school to follow a dream of writing and traveling. Since then I have done a fair bit of both, visiting forty-five states and several provinces, and making a living (more or less) as a freelancer and ghostwriter. Feel free to swing by my business site,

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