When to depart

I swear.....this ain't work'n. I'm think'n it's time to hook up "that jeep" and head west.

With that thought in mind, I started check'n the weather in other parts of the country. "Holy Crap......ya better stay in Ga. Billy Bob". It's three digit degrees everywheres I plan to go. With Deming being my first destination, before the end of August, I got to go all the way across Texas. That's over 800 miles of Interstate highway ya know. Damn, Texas is humongous (rather large).

If'n it weren't for this damn "that jeep", I wouldn't have to worry bout what the weather is. I would just stay here till it gets cooler. Ya see, I have it registered in New Mexico, they don't send out notices to reregister by mail and online registration is a complete failure. My only option is to be in Deming before the registration expires Aug 31st. But don't that work out just fine when you gonna visit an old friend?

I was surprised that that last golf swak'n game didn't cause me all kinds of pain and agony. Maybe I need to play more golf. Not that I'm anywheres a good player or nuttin like that, but I sure do like to swak that ball.

Speak'n of play'n, I ain't rode the "billy bike" in almost a week. It just sit out there in the yard right where I left it when it beat hell out me peddl'n back home. "What the hell did ya buy a bike for Billy Bob"? I rekon after while I might jump on it an take me a spin round the block. Only problem, I got to peddle that sucker back to "da house". Legs gonna be wore slap out that for sure.

When grandpa loaded up the family in Columbus, NM to head back to Missouri, he supposedly buried the household furniture and a Harley motorcycle. This was late 1910's to early 1920's. His intentions was to return and retrieve his possessions. That never happened. Have ya ever traipsed round 480 acres in search of buried treasure? My God, what would that old Harley be worth today??? I found the old foundations where the adobe house once stood. Picked up a bunch of broken glass items....glasses, cups, bowls and plates. Got a horseshoe what hangs in "da house" what could be off one of one Pancho Villas horses. Grandpa did blacksmithing ya know, and Pancho Villa visited the ranch quite often. Remember I told ya bout the time Pancho Villa and his banditos pulled the old Model T out the cornfield? Body parts to that old Model T still remain on the property.

Ok....got things to do....laters.