Great black sky

Jamie, you’re in our prayers. Glad you’re okay.

Stuck behind this computer all day, I get time to think a lot. Too much, maybe. Interacting some with the ranch has gotten me out of my little hole, and given me something to do. I don’t get in anybody’s way, or at least try not to, but Jeff’s been showing me a few things about the horses and it’s been one outlet for me.

Last night was spent under the stars. No, Austin and Pete didn’t kick me out, even though they might have wanted to. It was by choice. Just me and the great black sky. Millions of stars. It’s amazing how much you can see out here.

Not my fault!

It’s the blue jay, I tell you! He’s the one messing with the camera! I mean… ON the camera! Scott, I swear it wasn’t me!!!

Thick of things

Ever notice that no matter how slow your own world seems to turn, the rest of it just keeps on going at the same speed? It’s like you wake up one day, and wham! Everything has changed.

A ton of stuff going on in Nevada. Not that I want to be in the thick of all the kidnappings, soap operas and car wrecks.

Okay, so my sarcasm gets the best of me. Really, I wish I could be there where I could be doing some good and helping out. Instead, I’m watching the same cameras day in and day out, while nothing happens. The Agency has moved on. Unfortunately, I haven’t.

Hey, Carter! Want to trade places?!

Newsy

Conrad has gone back to Nevada. I miss the big guy. Austin says he might be back. My guess is he won’t be. I’m dying to get back to base myself. But this is what I get paid to do.

What I do NOT get paid to do is burn the macaroni and cheese. Probably a good thing. Otherwise I might do it more often. And if I did, Pete would probably kill me. And that would not be a good thing.

I’ve learned a lot since I’ve been in Texas. Whatever you do, do not agree to loan out your pillow. Big guys drool. Do not trust the tech guy when he can’t actually see what you’re doing. (No, do not put your finger in that socket. Scott, buddy, next time, just say no. I will obey.) Never forget the open bag of potato chips outside – the raccoon WILL return.

I said I would miss the country. I will. But today is a day I miss home. Hang in there, Katie. We’re rooting for ya.

Goodnight, ladies and gentlemen.

Too long

It’s been too long since I’ve gotten involved in church. I’m feeling it. Starting in on this job, I thought I could handle it for a while. Out in the boondocks. No society to bog me down. Just me and the fresh, clean air…

But I’m craving the interaction in worship. Been invited to join the ranch gang this Sunday. I think I will take them up on it.

Oops

Susanne! Where have all my sorted files gone?! I need your expertise!

…Yeah, so… I lost a few things. Carter doesn’t know yet. Austin doesn’t know yet. Reese doesn’t know yet. Let’s see if I can keep it that way.