Highway jibber jabber

I were think'n last night...."Ya talk too much Billy Bob". Well I probly do. Seems like my mind don't never wanna take a break an' I got to tell the world all bout what I'm think'n. If it's boring to you, you should take a look see from my side.

Well I pulled the old "couch trick" again last night. Damn I love that couch. Sleep like a new born baby....less the scream'n an' cry'n all night long. But I did wake up rather early this morn'n....5:45, think'n it were 6:45. "Ya got to set your watch Billy Bob....time changes ya know" (still on eastern time zone). Usually at 5:45 in the morn'n, I'm gonna roll over and go back to sleep for a couple more hours. Like what the hell can I do in the dark? I'll never understand why anyone would get up before the sun. Just don't make no sense to me.

I don't need to stop at no stink'n Walmart. Well, I could use a 12 pac of donuts. I still got a half loaf of bread, 2 cans of Spam, a package of cheap hot dogs, enough cans of Campbells soup to feed an army....what the hell do I got to stop at Walmart for. So I ain't gonna. Sadie Mae likes Spam too ya know.

Ok, todays agenda. Right down the road a piece bout 215 miles is another rest area....bout 50 mile from where I-20 ends and I get on I-10. I'm still close to 600 (559 to be exactly) miles from Deming, so 2 more nights in rest areas is on tap. The last being the beautiful New Mexico information center just across the border from Texas. If'n ya ain't never rested there, it's a good'ern, that's for sure.

Did I mention how good it feels to be back in west Texas? Of any part of Texas. But I like west Texas for all the cactus, sand and a mountain here and there. Beautiful country. But Abilene, Texas???? There ain't a damn thing for miles. I took this route for only one reason....it's quick and easy. You can usually find "Sally da house" on some back roads go'n bout half a hunnert mile a hour. Stop'n here an' there, just look'n at stuff.

Been try'n to keep up with answers to comments. If I missed ya, it ain't my fault. Ya see, I got a whole passel of bars on my air card, but the damn thing is slower than a jar of molasses. Took me 10 minutes just to answer MsB's comment from last night.  Damn ipods an' smart phones eat up all the bandwidth. Ain't none left for the Billy Bob.

See ya down the road a piece.
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Noon time update:
Well shoot Billy Bob, you sure ain't wast'n no time. I done make it another hunnert mile down the road, even stop an' get me some gas, buy me a couple eat'em ups.....yup, I'm burn'n some highway. 

Ok, so I'm go'n too fast. Not too fast in speed, ya knows I only drive a hunnert mile a hour wither it be 55 mph or 60mph, but too fast in distance. Where I'm sit'n now, I am over, just a tad, by 100 miles. I can live with that. Git out the way, here come the Billy Bob....yee ha!!!

Got a 15 knot wind off the port bow. Swells 10 feet deep mak'n a hard go of keep'n SSMH "Sally da house" on course. But fear not, Capt'n Billy Bob is at the helm. He will guide you safely through raging seas and troubled waters.

It's 140 mile to my next intended camp site for the day. I'm think'n I'm go'n too fast....see above. My only alternative, so's I don't get there too soon, is to lay my ass on the couch and take a nap for a hour or so. Gonna have to crank up the a/c's though....it's freak'n hot out here in west Texas.....102 degs. sit'n to the side the road.
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Last update for the day.
Drove right past that rest area where I had reservations for the night. Seems they are get'n "Overhauled", a make over. I were gonna cuss an' give 'em hell until I seen what they was do'n. This is gonna be the "top dog" rest area in the whole State of Texas. Why in west Texas on Interstate 20??? I ain't got a clue. Why???

Anyhows, I'm down the road a piece from there. Over drove my daily allowance by a whole slew of miles. Less than 200 mile from New Mexico. Sit'n out here in what looks like out in the middle of nowheres. Ain't a freak'n tree in sight. It's hotter than hell...both a/c's run'n full bore. Cain't open the door 'cause the wind keeps blow'n it closed. Sadie Mae says...."where the hell is the grass"?  This my friends is west Texas. But I want you lookie over there. Them are mountains. We get'n there little by little.

As of this stop, I have driven a total of 1224 miles, give or take a mile. That should have been 6 days. It's five. So in other words, I drive too fast. Tomorrow morn'n I will attempt to sleep in to at least 9 oclock or something like that. Then sit on my ass for a couple hour drink'n coffee an' eat'n up them snak cakes I bought this morn'n. Pull out of here bout noon time to arrive at my next destination by 4 pm. Of course I got to cruise through Van Horn strut'n my stuff 'cause I didn't pay that ticket. Hope the hell they don't recognize "Sally da house" an' put me in jail. Maybe I better just shoot through there do'n a hunnert mile a hour.