Dark Star

Dark Star. All hail.

See you at the Farmers' Club,

LSP

PS. Farmers is unpretentious, well put together and a perfect location; members are the right stuff and you can't go wrong there. At least that's what I think. If you're planning a Whitehall gettaway, check it out. Seriously.

Pool

 

someone else's photo

Hubbard Texas is great in many ways, it has an attack helicopter for a war memorial, respect, an orthodox Anglican church where the sacrament's reserved and the door's unlocked, it even has Malone's old railway  station which serves a parish hall. Good work, crew. And it has a pool.

We went there today. What a great little community pool, lying there cool and blue under a hot Texan sun. It was pretty empty too, with a few kids carrying on mas gusto to lift the spirits, but here's the thing - they were VERY well behaved. Like no kidding, I was pleasantly taken aback, as in there's hope for us yet. Yessir.

Someone from LA accused me of taking "A Myspace era shot." OK, I'll take that, unreconstructed.

The lifeguard girl announced that she was "going to college" in September and I asked her where. Texas A&M. To do what? Engineering. Congrats kid, and well done that girl, and what a lot of fun to hang out by the water  in this rural Texan haven. Why, the world asks, can't the COUNTY SEAT have such a thing?

A community pool, dear friends, is apparently beyond the imagination of our local overlords. Something, someone once sang, better change. And perhaps it will, now that fleeing, cowardly, hypocritical, malfeasant, brazen, criminal, deceitful Democrat politicians have warrants out for their arrest.What can we say? Haul 'em in, lock 'em up and throw away the key. I'm not holding my breath, but still, it's a nice gesture.

Dark Star

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Just Riding Around

 

Note RDS

So whadya do on a Monday mid-afternoon? Go for a ride around Hill County, of course. Don't be shy, drive down 171 and slow down through Bynum, there's not much there to be honest. Then scream into Malone, which used to be a prosperous German town with a railroad station, until it wasn't. Still, it's got several saloons which I haven't tried out, maybe later. 

Next stop? Hubbard, aka Slap Out, because their general store was always slap out of goods. It's that way today, with a semi-derelict "high street" and relics of quondam prosperity, as in a few beautiful houses. Also, bear in mind, a small Anglican church where the Sacrament's reserved and the doors are open.

Hubbard's got a pool too, which looks awesome, and a war memorial in the form of a chopper. Stop, get out, and pay respect. After that, head to Irene. There's not much there and it's hard to tell where the farm ends and the town begins.

Dark Star

Fall back, mission accomplished, to the Compound, and wonder at the sheer demonic evil which has stripped these little towns of their prosperity. Keen-eyed readers will note that hideous windmills are lurching to the south east of this. Imagine the landfill. But you know what they say, gotta destroy the land to save the land. Big drinks all 'round.

Oh, did you hear about all of these Texan Democrat politicians who're about to be arrested for sheer, brazen malfeasance?

Cheers,

LSP