Mustang Island to Big Bend

It was clear to me that Leprechaun only had eyes for My Royal Consort, otherwise he would have tried to entice me into his lair with pictures of puppies.

Pleasantly Surprised

At the truck stops, I would wander the aisles with my truck driver grade coffee and marvel at the tools of their trade—Billy clubs, speed, CB antennas and portable fans.

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