First of all, this is about Iraan, a tiny town in southwestern Texas, not Iran, the Country Formerly Known as Persia. Although, really, who doesn’t enjoy a good kabab? We had a quick trip out to Iraan again last week,… Read More ›
West Texas
Where Alley Oop The Time Traveling Caveman was Born. Maybe.
There is a tiny little town in western Texas, named Iraan. The town sprang into existence after the 1923 discovery of oil on the ranch of Ira Yates (the town is named after Ira and his wife Ann), with the… Read More ›
Invasion of the Giant Zombie Flesh-eating Cicada. Or Something Similar
I spent part of my youth in West Texas. The background music of those years was normally Fleetwood Mac, but in the summer we set our activities to the sound of the cicada. Sitting in the backyard on dark, warm… Read More ›
Fine Dining in..Cotton Country Cafe
My company is negotiating with a potential business partner, which required me to make a trip to West Texas to look at the potential location for our project, a few miles outside of a very small cotton-farming community called Seagraves,… Read More ›
Crappy Places to be from – Pecos, Texas
(Editors Note and Update, 1-6-15): After some rather nasty comments, which were sent off to Spam Hell, Co-blogger Kitty wrote a response: Pecos vs. Hillsborough: Crappy Places to Be From Smackdown! Last summer I spent a few miserable weeks working outside… Read More ›
An Amaz!ng Breakfast
I’ve been working14-hour days, if you don’t include the driving time, while commissioning a new processing plant in West Texas, for the past few weeks. Kitty is still on her European trip (I should mention here that those two activities… Read More ›
A Ghost Town that’s Not Quite Dead: Crappy Places to Be From
Barstow, Texas is a town in West Texas, not far from the corner where New Mexico juts into the Permian Basin. The census sign at the city edge, from 2000, claims that there are 400 people living there, but I… Read More ›
George Strait Doesn’t Eat Here: Fine Dining in the Oil Field
When I wrote about Goldsmith earlier, I said that there was only one restaurant left in town. I lied. There are two. I can be forgiven, since there is no sign on the place indicating a business, and unless you… Read More ›
Crappy Places to be From: Goldsmith Texas
In my glamorous job, I frequently get to travel to rather interesting places (for some definitions of the word “interesting”). For the most part, the great FSM did not put oil and gas in pretty places, which means some of… Read More ›
Two Different Girls 