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I'm an artist, educator, militant anti-theist , and I write. I gamble on just about anything. And I like beer...but I love my wife. This blog contains observations from a funny old man who gets pissed off every once in a while.

Monday, May 31, 2010

CAPTAIN'S LOG - Roswell, NM

I have been in Roswell, New Mexico for over an hour and haven't seen a UFO yet. I feel cheated.
This morning, I kind of didn't want to install my tag on another tree, but this next one called my name...like the site had been prepared for what was about to happen to it.
The next one I like much better. I was heading into Eden, Texas and realized that I was East of Eden...literally. I KNEW a tag must be installed.
Later I saw something really impressive outside Midland, Tx.
I know they are hard to see, but there are wind turbines that stretch from horizon to horizon (and in west Texas you can see for forty miles). There were hundreds, if not thousands of them. Then when we drove through the line of them...
...there was another row, then another, then another. I was impressed!!!
Then I drove for 134 miles on a two-lane black top that did not have one single cross road. You should have seen the screen on Garmin. There was this one red line for as far as you could scroll and...that was all. The speed limit was 70 and it was as smooth as a baby's butt. All in all, a really nice drive. There are breakdown lanes on each side of the road that are as wide as the lane itself. My nephew told me that when a faster vehicle closes on your rear, that in Texas it is expected of you to pull over onto this lane (without decreasing your speed) and let the stranger pass. They always wave when you extend the courtesy. I do not want to know what would happen if you do not move over.
Also, a child asked me if I was Santa Closet....true story.
Two interesting tips: We changed the voice on our Garmin to a British woman. It's sort of like having Fergie telling me where I can buy a burger. The only drawback is that her 13 sounds a lot like 30...I don't know why. Also, if you ever find yourself in a gas station without the little piece of metal in the pump handle that allows you to just turn it on and let it run, then you can wedge your gas cap under the handle and get about your business.
And now a salute to our military...Ex-Nuclear Weapons Technician style...
Yeah, what did you do today?
The military, where even I can say tradition is a good thing...
One of America's worst PR disasters of all time... That last picture just about says it all.
One of my very own...
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