I had to take baby home to see her daughter in Corpus Christi,Tx. today. Made me realize how much of an "inside the loop Houston guy I've become". She'll be gone a week and I'll miss her. But the trip driving from Houston to Corpus Christi was interesting. A real journey of deja vu. Reminded me of one of my favorite Dylan songs Desolation Row. I'll never forget Dylan doing the song live in the Village. Anyway the deja vu came along in Victoria ,Tx. Truly a shithole of a town. But it has it's attractions like oil, natural gas, and beautiful women. Basically one side of the tracks is owned by the O'Cconnor Family and the other side is owned by the Welders. Their land grants go back to the Spanish land grants hundreds of years ago and I find it fascinating. The guy at the end was Patrick W Robinson, one of the Welder family. The kid in the middle (no longer a kid, is now a banker, and the guy at the end is a prominent musician. Anyway driving through Victoria (which is a diversion) on the way to Corpus Christi, I really felt a "Desolation Row", and deja vu. Patrick died at 50 years of age and his family's story was truly the stuff of books. But not many care about my Texas historical threads, so we'll leave it like that. I'll never forget going "Alligator Hunting" with Patrick on the Welder spread in the late 1980s and early 1990s. That consisted of going down to the river bank and leaving a bunch of bloody chickens out, tied to stakes. The alligators would appear and then gorge themselves. After they were happy, filled, and sleeping, we would get about 5' away from them and put a 45 behind their ear. Lots of beautiful alligator boots, and great times. I'll try to find some pictures. Anyway, baby and I continued on to Corpus through towns like Refugio (pronounced refurio, and Sinton) Not really ugly but not pretty places either. Nice people, but an air of desolation row. We got to Corpus and I dropped her off to see her daughter. I didn't even stay in Corpus. I'll miss my personal training, even short term This Labor Day weekend I and some wild friends are going to the valley and the border towns for the holiday. Should be nice, but truth be known, I'd rather be with Baby! I'm a one personal trainer type of guy. Anybody else ever get that desolation row or deja vu feeling?