Apocalypse Now
Film #2 in the AiAS film Series will be shown Wednesday February 23rd at 7pm in the B-6 auditorium. Chips and Drinks will be provided.

Trying out my best Phillip Marlowe for Stan.

Marfa Texas, you’d call it next door to nowhere if you weren’t afraid of offending the folks from Nowhere. In Marfa the joke is, “at least it isn’t Anywhere.” Sunrise at the Riata Motel makes you think that you just might be in Heaven.

The Mississippi is to a westerner what the Mason Dixon Line is to a Southerner. It’s where things change. But when you head west from Auburn things don’t really change until you pass San Antonio. You can see the sky again. It hits the ground at the horizon out there where it’s supposed to be and keeps on going. Its not one of those low skies of Alabama, although those taste good. It’s higher, and tighter and it sounds like a passing freight train or wind through the scrub oaks. |inline

Sydney’s barbecue, half way to nowhere, may be the best that I have ever eaten. Exit 521 outside Leo Springs Texas. Sorry Dreamland. The Oakridge Motel verified that the wireless revolution is over and it is officially now everywhere. |inline