Notes from the Road

Well, the road has brought me to beautiful, scenic Albuqurque, NM. The Land of Enchantment is dirty, dusty and hot if anybody is wondering. Swung through Lubbock where I met J-Hole's mother and wife for afternoon tea. Ensconed on J-hole's mother's TV is a photo of young J-Hole, complete with mohawk and two earrings (one was long and dangly, the other a diamond stud). This photo was obviously taken when he was a true blue democrat who built sweat lodges instead of bar-b-ques.

Had an opportuntity to pass through Muleshoe, TX yesterday, rekindling memories of poker nights at the pit. But now is a time for reality, so let's analyze the reality of Muleshoe today.
Muleshoe has an airport, a Sonic, and a McDonalds. This shattered my impression of a hillbilly town out on the high plains, but I was hopped up on seven Mountain Dews, so I searched for more. Muleshoe has a Metal Art shop, leading me to believe at least one long hair resides there. There is also a John Deere Dealership (though no car dealership), giving me hope that white trash might be near. The sprinkler repair store is next door to a China Buffet (whatever that means) and an AM radio station. They even have a stoplight! So the next time you want to bash Muleshoe, remember, the Muleshoe Heritage Foundation exists specifically to quash its image as a backwater.

My next stop is Phoenix, where the temperature the past month has been 110+ nearly every day. Wish me, and my car luck...