At the Secret Hideout A few years back, maybe 2014 or so, I predicted 12 hour guard shacks would one day replace the couple working out of their RV onsite. Seems like I was right. Local residents and single folks paying to stay in RV parks filled the ranks. Oh, there is still (some) demand for RVs onsite and I am sure some Winter Texans this winter will find positions. The unsettling trend Continue reading A Puckerbrush Adios 
Prickly Pear in bloom. McMullen County, South Texas. April 2017 When asked what surprised him most about humanity, the Dalai Lama answered – “Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. And then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the future; Continue reading My Katrina 
July 5th marks the third anniversary of the absence of female companionship in the NO Princess Palace. Certainly there have been some half-hearted attempts to remedy that situation. Mostly they fizzle when the discovery phase reveals I live in an RV. One exchange that showed promise evaporated when I was asked to describe the interior of the Palace. When I replied “think trapper cabin like on one of those Alaskan reality shows” that was the Continue reading Not My Reality 
What I did on my vacation It is always a relief to make the 550 mile round trip to the Secret Hideout without catastrophe; especially so in the heat of the summer. The trip was made easier due to two factors. I left here and all my outside gear stayed in place. All the lights, water system, front porch, utility table and even down to the high dollar Dakota Alert driveway alarms. I Continue reading There and Back Again  |