Sunshine in da desert

Just got some pics back from the developers in New York City of the Christmas dinner. That would be Billy Bob in the center load'n up a plate.

Boy howdy....it were a wonderful night for sleep'n. Didn't get lower than 48 degs last night and I waked up to a beautiful sun shiny morn'n. Gonna charge them batteries slap up in nuttin flat. Got the door swung wide open for the dogs to go in and out...in and out and in and out. Crazy dogs!!

On the agenda today will be further construction on that solar oven and of course, sit'n on da porch sip'n a cup and do'n some think'n. Did ya know that a thoughtless mind gonna cause ya trouble??? Ya got to think!!!

Fount me a new blog to follow yesterday night....don't know how I fount it, but he's an old fart bout my age and he "makes stuff". Right down my line of think'n. Ya might wanna check him out....right over there in the right...call himself "Old Fool". Or....Click here.

Ok, I got stuff to do.....after I brew me up something to eat for breakfast.

Boy howdy, old Billy Bob done be piss off, mad like a dog...fight'n mad. So freak'n mad I could squeeze a grape. Well....maybe not that mad. I spend all afternoon build'n that inside box....beautiful job...to fit in that outside box...beautiful job...but the damn thing won't fit right. What they say in China..."this tea don't taste right"??? Oh well, tomorrow is another day.

Rekon we gonna have a big ol' bon fire tonight. Someone brung in a load of wood what from my house look like it gonna burn some BIG flames. I like fire.....big fires. I also like loud noises....like firecrackers and guns. Git all 'cited think'n bout it.

Ok....I'm out of here for the day. Dinner on the stove and almost time to fire up the campfire.
See's ya tomorrow...same time, same station.

Project day

Boy howdy, ain't this fun? Here I been sit'n round talk'n to myself...get'n some really weird answers to my questions most the time. But soon as I start post'n bout one the hardest decisions of my life, suggestions start fall'n out the sky. Suggestions what make me wanna do some think'n. Good suggestions.....'cept'n for that OGT feller. It ain't like I got a whole lifetime to decide something. I got to do something NOW. While I still can. Two years....sheesh!!!

Jist in case some you new folks don't have the slightest what I'm talk'n bout.....old Billy Bob ain't got no home....no place to live....lives on the street.....begg'n for food....worn out clothes....ain't got no money in his pockets....lost in a tangled world of misfits. Hehehehe....don't ya just love being retired.

Woke up so late this morn'n I was think'n it was tomorrow. Ain't nobody sleep till 9am. From the looks of things, today is gonna be another repeat of what yesterday was...what was a repeat of what the day before was. Clouds. Now I want you tell me how a guy gonna get any work done in this kind of weather? Sheesh!!! I had plans. Not only that, it's 52 degs out there and a cold breeze com'n out the north.

I got me two projects to get busy with, one inside and the other outside. I gonna build me one them "snuggie" thingys out one my blankets. A snuggie you say...what the hell is a snuggie??? It a blanket with sleeves, but old Billy Bob gonna make a custom designed wrap around jobber-do with a hood an big pockets. I could just go to Walmart an buy me one, but there ain't nuttin like a home brewed snuggie. Only problem is, I gonna be cuss'n and throw'n stuff like I always do when I break out that sew machine.

Did I ever tell ya bout the time....I were sew'n golf cart covers so's we could play golf in the snow....or what ever. Needles was a break'n, of course I were cuss'n, the dogs headed for safer grounds...outside in the cold, and my blood pressure went so high, I had'a go see the doctor.
He says, "do you have any stress in your life"??? LOLOLOLOL....hahahaha.....stress???? Have ya ever see an old man try to sew with a sew machine? Ain't no pretty picture.

Took me a drink that water I been get'n in the little town of Niland not 5 mile from camp. Boy Howdy, no wonder my coffee sucks. That some nasty tast'n stuff. Gonna have to fill one my big water jugs with some water out them water machine thingys. Don't care what it cost....I want good coffee. Ya think the water what mak'n old Billy Bob sick??? Nasty!!!! Ya would think I would fix my high dollar water filter....what been broke for 4 year. Bestest investment ya can make if'n ya travel all over the country fill'n up with all different kind of water. Put'n new water filter on my list of stuff.

Ok, it breakfast time and I got me some think'n to do.

Boy howdy, I done bout all the think'n an old feller can stand in one day.


Now for all you doubters out there, take a look see what old Billy Bob been do'n this afternoon. This happens to be my brand spank'n new solar oven.














The replacement for this old brand spank'n new cancer caus'n toxic fumes contraption. Don't EVER use styrofoam as an insulation in a solar oven.....ya gonna die.














Maybe gonna start on my other project tonight if'n we don't have a campfire. But before I do anything, I gots to pick up some this mess lay'n on da floor and fix me up something to eat.

Terlingua or Deming

Ok, here's the deal. Terlingua or Deming??? I been roll'n this question around in my mind for bout 6 years now and still don't know what I want to do. I know what I would like to do, but then I get to think'n bout the pros and cons. What there are many go'n each way. Like....where the hell is Walmart??? In Deming, it's just down the road a piece...like 5 miles. And then....where the hell is the golf course. In Deming, it's just down the road a piece....like 5 miles. And then, and then, and then..... But....I'm about burned out in Deming.

So...."what ya gonna do Billy Bob"??? Go sit on "da porch" and think bout it some more....that what I gonna do.

Weren't nuttin but clouds when I roll out of bed this morn'n....gonna be nuther one them days. Same as yesterday with no sunshine till the afternoon. Batteries took a beat'n from no charge time. Now, here it is 9:30 am, still only 53 degs and maybe, just maybe, a little sunshine gonna come my way.

I know what I need....a project. I'm so freak'n bored all I wanna do is play that Play Station and take naps. I go to bed right at 9pm every night and sleep till 7am....that way too much sleep...and a waste of precious time. Only dogs and cats sleep that much.

Got to think'n bout rebuild'n that solar oven just to be do'n something. I'm think'n a $50 investment in materials would be money in the bank. A trip to El Centro for materials...bout 50 mile, would get me out da house for a while, fresh air and a nice "ride" for the dogs. Then a couple three days cut'n wood and stuff, I have me a brand spank'n new solar oven.....what would work just fine in Terlingua....or Deming. As a matter fact, it would probably work other places too.

Got my propane yesterday so now I can crank up the heat all I want for the next 36 days. I weren't as low as I was think'n....only used 22.7 gallon....what is only .63 gallon a day. So...for $1.80 a day, old Billy Bob has been one warm dude.

Oh, did I tell ya...old pesky neighbor Wayne call me this morn'n....3 inches snow in Deming. Thought bout runn'n over there and take some pics, but by the time I get there....2 days, it all gonna be melted. Damn, I miss all the fun.

Well, here come the sunshine what mean I can go sit on "da porch" sip'n a cup and do some think'n.

Didn't take very much think'n. Took off on a nice long drive to El Centro and fount me a Lowes lumber sell'n place. For $61 and some change I got everything I need for my brand spank'n new solar oven. Got my drawing all made up and ready to go. Gonna break out that table saw and engine hoist tomorrow and cut me some stuff. Before I headed off to town, I checked the temp on the "old" solar oven....325 degs. Holy cows, it never been that hot before.

Sun just went down and it already cold.....58 degs an fall'n fast. Now I'm hungry.

Ok, now what

I didn't have food poisoning....Sheesh!!! What I had was a bad case of "funnel cake" squirts....or something like that.

Tiger Woods 2006.

Boy howdy....spent must a been 6 hours yesterday look'n at all kind of off grid sites. Not that I think'n of ever build'n a "shack" and giv'n up this "take your house with ya" lifestyle. But let me tell ya, there are some people liv'n in shacks in places ya can't get to with a Jeep. With that said, I ain't say'n I'm gonna give up the idea to build my dream RV shelter with a great big ol' covered patio on a little piece of property....close to a highway with a freshly graded dirt road leading up to my driveway. But before I do anything, I gots to go to town and buy me up some propane.

Speak'n of propane, I did me some re-figger'n and come to the conclusion that my use of propane needs to be trimmed. My God, who ever hear of using almost 3/4 gallon a day for heat and cook'n when ya out boondock'n in one of the three warmest places in the USA. It ain't got nothing to do with what it cost....it's that ride to town to fill up and the principal of the thing.

Now....with all that said and done, it's a beautiful sunshiny morning out there...thermometer sit'n right bout 56 degs. Not a cloud in the sky and expect'n to see 70 degs right shortly. Now what ya gonna do Billy Bob?? "Oh, I don't know, sit on "da porch and sip a cup"???

Disconnected all my water lines, electric hook up and sewer hose and headed off to town for propane. By the time I got there, they had done hung out a sign..."out of propane". Now what ya gonna do Billy Bob??? Well, it's like this...they gonna deliver a gazillion gallons propane tomorrow morn'n, so's I gonna unhook everything and head'em up back to town. Simply as that!!!!

Bout mid this afternoon, here come them nasty clouds what blocked beautiful sunshine to my solar panels what charges my high dollar battery bank. Well, instead of think'n bout conserv'n some the free electricity, I cranked up that play station for about 4 hours. Beat the hell out Tiger Woods and all them other rookies. Swak that ball 350 yard....BA BAMMMMM.

Speak'n of golf, there's a golf course only 20 mile from here. Maybe next week old Billy Bob be swak'n "real" golf balls. Anybody wanna go???

Food poisoning???

Have ya ever had a belly ache? Had dead rear??? Puked up some nasty tast'n stuff??? Well, that what old Billy Bob done....this time. Today I feel fit as a fiddle, got the bow all rosined up and ready for an excit'n day "do'n something". Note: Not all funnel cakes are the same. The grease were cheap stuff, the water was from Niland....that same nasty stuff I make my coffee out of and the cook were drink'n vodka from a jug. The batter was mixed with an old hammer drill with a piece of bail'n wire all twisted up. Now if'n that ain't a combination, what is?

Old Billy Bob woke up this morn'n think'n...."what ya gonna do today Mr Excitement"??? Two hours later and the only thing I came up with was.....how the hell ya gonna get that sticky burned marshmaller out that pan???

Look like we gonna have another one them no sunshine days again. Freak'n sky is covered everywhere with them cloud thingys. Posed to only make it to 58 degs today, but that ain't so bad consider'n.......

Went out and checked my propane tank last night....Oh Oh....that sucker sit'n right on "empty". Did ya know old Billy Bob has been camped at "da slabs" for over a month now? That mean I been use'n right at .657 gallon propane a day....what mean I been use'n $1.64 worth propane a day...what sound like to me....I need to conserve. That leaves me with only two choices, go get it filled or do with out heat. Damn, I hate to take "da house" to town. In the mean time, I think I'll just sit here sip'n a cup and think this situation out.

Cancer 'caus'n toxic fumes

Ok....here's the deal.....don't eat the jalepeno cornbread I made yesterday. I were barf'n an squirt'n come 2 am. So...the way I rekon it is that this thing has got to go. Can't burn it 'cause of the toxic fumes it gonna put off....and probably kill some body suck'n up them fumes.

Then my lady friend Hazel come over and asked if I got sick too....says everyone got sick. "If I got sick too"???? They didn't eat my jalepeno cornbread, but the whole campsite ate Tennessee Kens funnel cakes. Includ'n me.
Hmmmmm, now what ya gonne do Billy Bob???

Well shoot, fire up the solor oven and cook something. Something that will absorb styrofoam cancer caus'n toxic fumes. A big chunk of biscuit dough....what I did. When I opened the oven to take out a solar cooked biscuit, I could smell something unusual....cancer caus'n toxic fumes. That's it, I'm done, finished...solar cooked. Now let me see, for a hunerd dollar, I could build another solar oven....or I could put that hunerd dollar in my gas tank and go somewhere it's warm.
What would you do????

Santer Clouse foun't my door step with no problem last night. Brung me a coffee cup what he had a pic of hisself printed on the side. Three bags of that caramel popcorn with the little do-dads what stick in your throat and ya gasp for air try'n to dislodge that little do-dad. Old folk don't need to be gasp'n for air....we got enough problem now.

Christmas dinner were a smash hit. Had bout 25 folks eat'n up prime rib, oven baked ham, smashed taters, candied yams...a bunch other stuff I don't eat and a table full of arederves...little carrots, broccoli, maters, crackers & cheeses and all that stuff. Broke out 3 the biggest pies ya ever set yer eyes on.

Where Billy Bob

"Oh....where have you been Billy Bob, Billy Bob...where have you been charming Billy???"
Oh, I just been lay'n round, swak'n golf balls, read'n crap mind'n my own business and "do'n nuttin". Just the usual "slab city" retired, ain't got nuttin better to do stuff.

Hey....did ya know it's almost Christmas time?? Boy howdy, how time fly by. Here I were a month ago think'n I was gonna miss Thanksgiv'n dinner and here it is time to eat'em up some Christmas dinner.

Ok, for all you doubters out there, old Billy Bob cook up a pan of jalepeno cornbread this morn'n...in a 325 deg homemade solar oven....built by none other than Mr. Billy Bob his self. But.....I have a new problem. That foamboard I used in it's construction has got to go. Did you know....when ya heat styrofoam to close to 325 degs, it put off a gas....not a fart, if'n that what ya think'n, but some kind of cancer caus'n chemical gas....I guess it could cause cancer....everything else does. That jalepeno cornbread tastes great, but ya gotta hold your nose so's ya don't breath them fumes. If'n I'm sick tomorrow, then ya don't eat it either.

Tennessee Ken just fired up his generator what operates the deep fryer what gonna cook our funnel cakes. Holy crap that thing is loud....sound like one them homemade 5hp Briggs & Stratton, belt drive old Ford Motor Co. alternator jobber'dos. Boy howdy is old Billy Bob all work up an 'cited.

For those that are unaware, I have been elected again this year to be the official candied yam cooker feller. I rekon I'll put it all together tonight and throw it in the oven tomorrow afternoon.

Ok...that's it....ain't got no more to say.
Hope everyone has a great and joyous Christmas.