The phrase was once popular among people trying to dodge paying their debts. That isn’t something I’m trying to do.
I’ve lived my entire half century in Ohio, but it is pretty much played out for me. Time to head for new horizons.
I’m going to be driving down to Big Spring, a little town in the middle of a very big scrub desert. It is such a teensy place that they don’t even have a shooting range, the nearest being 45 miles away in Midland. There is, however, a whole lot of desert. I’m sure a cheap plastic bucket full of dirt placed at the base of a hill will suffice. If your shot goes home, a puff of dust emerges to let you know. Pour out the bucket and take it home to throw away after you run out of practice ammo.
Improvised targets aside, what is the appeal of a small town baking in the Texas heat? I’ve got a good friend there who says he will take me in until I find my feet. I took him in many years ago when it looked like he was going to end up on the street, and he says he is glad to return the favor. And so the worm turns.
I’m leaving tomorrow to make the long drive. 24 hours in the car with the dogs and all my worldly possessions. Unusual for someone of my age, I will admit, but somehow the unusual seems to follow me around.
Keep an eye out. I might be passing through your neck of the woods.
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Welcome to our fine state. If you find yourself in the DFW area, drop me a line.
Come on down and welcome. Although you may be hard pressed to find a hill in Big Spring to shoot against. Most of West Texas is flat as a pancake. When out and about be sure to watch out for rattle snakes, scorpions, tarantulas, black widows, cactus and mesquite thorns. And hold your nose when passing by the big oil refineries.
“When out and about be sure to watch out for rattle snakes, scorpions, tarantulas, black widows, …”
Maybe I should use them for target practice, instead of a harmless bucket!
Cripes, man…you’re going to be about 30 minutes south of me. Welcome!
Remember that your Ohio CCL doesn’t necessarily protect you in other states. Don’t be like that woman who was arrested in New Jersey!
You need to pack your guns so that they don’t count.
James has already planned for it, so we don’t have to worry about him getting arrested.
Good luck with the trip – 24 hours of driving doesn’t sound fun, but I hope that it goes well.
If it’s not too personal, could you tell us what factors led to choosing Big Spring for your new home? Was it a good job, nearby relatives, the local night life, a desire to avoid hills, or something else?
Big step. But good luck, bon Voyage and God bless. And I hope it’s not too long before you find your feet.
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Welcome to Texas. The deer are smaller, the gas is cheaper and the folks are lots friendlier. You will soon measure distance by travel hours, not miles, there is way too many of them to count. Watch out for the Terlingua Chili Cookoff and enjoy some great food. If you ever swing down Near Houston, give me a holler.
Take er easy,
Don