I have landed in Midland/Odessa.
September 22nd, 2006 by Jim Clark
I got off the plane and was smacked in the face with heat. I swear, Texas must be about a mile from the sun.
The flight into Dallas was okay, as flights go. I sat next to a fitness trainer/model who does infomercials for ab machines. She showed me pictures of her abs and talked and then talked some more. It was actually kind of refreshing to sit back and let someone else do the talking and not have to say much.
The Permian Basin is an interesting part of America. Driving through town was enlightening — there’s a lot of closed businesses and empty lots everywhere. Apparently Wal-Mart moved into the other end of town and killed the surrounding area.
My granddad looks good, I suppose, all things considered. He’s got a beathing tube in, so he can’t speak, but he cried when he saw me. I got to serenade him (and the entire ICU) with my ukulele, which was nice. He seemed to appreciate that.
He is hooked up to all sorts of machines. He’s got more computer equipment now than I do.
