Vela Von really wishes I would get that damned microwave box off her couch! I reckon there might be some folks with the ill-conceived notion that livin’ in an RV is a free and easy lifestyle. I mean, how hard can it be, right? That might be the case if you pull your recreational vehicle out of the storage lot a few times a year for a weekend at the State Park. From Continue reading Barbecue Follies – Dos 
At the Secret Hideout – 2016 I had traffic this morning until 0315 so I am still trying to cut through the sleep fog. We are easin’ in to the Rhythm of the Gate yet again. Me and Vela Von – Hound of the Puckerbrush – just finished our morning walk and I am supping the last of the coffee on the porch while she busies herself with things only important to a Continue reading Barbecue Follies – Uno 
My lonely neighborhood Next month will mark the start of my seventh year as an oil field gate guard in the Texas oilfields. From The Barnett Shale north of DFW to the Wolfcamp of West Texas to the puckerbrush of the Eagle Ford; I guess I been there and done that. Some people got the grit to be here and some don’t. I have known more than one RVer who fell off down Continue reading Gate Guarding in South Texas – The Finer Points 
An vacant gate guard slot is occupied. A thousand miles and almost 30 days gone by and I am back in the puckerbrush of South Texas picking up exactly where me and this little blackface dog left off. It is nice getting back to a known routine and a regular paycheck. You might recall me and Vela Von left under a cloud of uncertainty; not knowing if we would be back or not. Continue reading A thousand miles done  |