Friday Night Music

I'm not sure if I've mentioned it before, but I'm a big Max Stalling fan. SO for tonight, we're going to go with Max singing "Never Need to Fall in Love Again" Hope you like it.

I'd search the trailer parks first

Escaped convicts are of course a menace. You should know that already. You should also know that, in this life, there are certain behavioral indicators that should raise red flags. One such indicator would be a yellow and primer '81 camaro sitting on blocks in the weeds behind a trailer. Another indicator would be inbreeding.

While Welch was visiting her fiance and cousin, McCluskey, at the Arizona State Prison in Kingman in June, a random search of Welch and her vehicle turned up marijuana, heroin and drug paraphernalia

Despite this drawback keeping them from being accepted by polite society, Welch and McCluskey are still out there on the run, like a Stephen Hunter novel gone wrong. I wish there was a lesson to be learned here, but damned if I know what it is.

Wouldn't it be nice?

I had a dream the other night. Gov. Perry commissioned L. H. McNelly the Fourth to form a special battalion of Rangers to go down to the border and settle things down. L.H. the Fourth had the exact same facial hair and jacket that L.H. the First showcased in the portrait on the dust jacket of The Life and Times of a Fighting Man. I showed up and stood in line behind a man named George Durham and in front of a guy named Jack Hayes. Recruits brought their own weapons, but ammunition was provided. Everybody seemed to be carrying either a 1911 or a Walker Colt on their hip. I was issued a bunch of old Lake City ammo for my Remington 7600, which was apparently what my subconscious though was most appropriate after magically giving it a detachable 15 round box mag.

Anyway, we were all ready to go make Texas proud when my alarm went off and I was reminded that, in the year 2010, we don't defy Washington to go into Mexico and recover stolen property, let alone to protect it here.