It's kind of look'n like another week of cold weather. Lows in the low 40's dip'n into the mid 30's....now that's cold. Highs in the mid 50's.
Well, the old Billy Bob ain't gonna be do'n nuttin outside for a while. It's damn cold out there, an' it's gonna stay that way till next week. But then I got to think'n, where else could I be where it ain't cold. There ain't no other place....'cord'n to the weather forecasters anyhows. This is it. South Texas. Don't even think bout mention'n Florida. Ya ain't gonna never catch Billy Bob in that tourist trap State.
Believe it or not, I was think'n earlier bout go'n back to the "slabs" out in southern Ca. again for the winter. Boy howdy, sure am glad I didn't do that. Them people are freez'n their buttocks plumb off out there.
Yesterday I decided to crank up the engine in "da house". Sucker fire right up just like a brand spank'n new one. I weren't really surprised....I take care of my stuff ya know. I looks at the gas gauge.....WTH??? Down to a quarter tank. Where all my gas go? Well, it's like this, the Onan generator runs on gasoline an' I been run'n the generator to brew up my coffee and charge batteries.....no sunshine ya know. I been here a month, so I done burn a lot of gas. Bout 15 or 20 gallon I'm think'n. This means I got to take "da house" down the road a piece (15 mile) and fill the gas tank back up. That may seem like an easy task, but it ain't. Probly take me a freak'n hour just to get ready to roll....an' it cold out there. But it got to be done before it get low enough that the Onan don't have no fuel. What is supposed to be 1/4 full in the main tank.....well, the only tank.
Still ain't had a good cup of coffee. Tried the stovetop coffee perk-a-later yesterday using water from my water filtration thingy. Nope, still sucks. Next thing I gonna try is buy me up a 24 pac of mountain fresh spring water....or something like that. Any thing that don't have south Texas water in it. If that don't work, I'm think'n my taster buds is gone haywire. Even Churches chicken tastes like chicken.
May as well stop right here. Ain't got a damn thing to talk bout. Guess I'll go outside and ready "Sally da house" for a cold trip to town.
Well, the old Billy Bob ain't gonna be do'n nuttin outside for a while. It's damn cold out there, an' it's gonna stay that way till next week. But then I got to think'n, where else could I be where it ain't cold. There ain't no other place....'cord'n to the weather forecasters anyhows. This is it. South Texas. Don't even think bout mention'n Florida. Ya ain't gonna never catch Billy Bob in that tourist trap State.
Believe it or not, I was think'n earlier bout go'n back to the "slabs" out in southern Ca. again for the winter. Boy howdy, sure am glad I didn't do that. Them people are freez'n their buttocks plumb off out there.
Yesterday I decided to crank up the engine in "da house". Sucker fire right up just like a brand spank'n new one. I weren't really surprised....I take care of my stuff ya know. I looks at the gas gauge.....WTH??? Down to a quarter tank. Where all my gas go? Well, it's like this, the Onan generator runs on gasoline an' I been run'n the generator to brew up my coffee and charge batteries.....no sunshine ya know. I been here a month, so I done burn a lot of gas. Bout 15 or 20 gallon I'm think'n. This means I got to take "da house" down the road a piece (15 mile) and fill the gas tank back up. That may seem like an easy task, but it ain't. Probly take me a freak'n hour just to get ready to roll....an' it cold out there. But it got to be done before it get low enough that the Onan don't have no fuel. What is supposed to be 1/4 full in the main tank.....well, the only tank.
Still ain't had a good cup of coffee. Tried the stovetop coffee perk-a-later yesterday using water from my water filtration thingy. Nope, still sucks. Next thing I gonna try is buy me up a 24 pac of mountain fresh spring water....or something like that. Any thing that don't have south Texas water in it. If that don't work, I'm think'n my taster buds is gone haywire. Even Churches chicken tastes like chicken.
May as well stop right here. Ain't got a damn thing to talk bout. Guess I'll go outside and ready "Sally da house" for a cold trip to town.
Billy Bob, get some gas containers so you don't have to move Sally to fill her up with gas. Hate to pack up the trailer to deal with tanks. Once sat in the same spot boondocking for over 2 months without moving the trailer. Carry water containers, waste containers, & gas containers.
ReplyDeleteChecked the battery water level lately?
ReplyDeleteBuy a coffee pot....Dag
ReplyDeleteWhen I saw the title of your blog I thought you got lucky and found a woman to cook and clean for you, and warm up the cold nights!
ReplyDeleteMaybe you need to scrape the crust off your tunge. You know us old farts do get crusty over time (grin).
ReplyDeleteYou sure you aint perkin tea instead of coffee?
ReplyDeleteit's freezing here in Q too! We have one more night of temps down to 28 degrees and then it's suppose to start warming back up .. Ole man winter is being hard on all of our propane tanks
ReplyDeleteBilly Bob,
ReplyDeleteWe are here in La Feria, TX and the water here is so nasty you really don't want to make coffee with it. We're gonna get some store bought water today for coffee making. Good luck!
Max from Illinois.