“I can hear them slinging pipe on the Flex 5 up the way and when I poke my head out the door, no less than a dozen flare stacks are runnin’ hot out across the pucker brush.”
An oil patch update from gate-guard Andy at My Old RV down well south of the rancho, and that’s without his new solo hearing aid:
“A rattling diesel sounds like they got a clothes dryer with 5 gallon of rock in it running overspeed on the passenger seat next to ‘em. Walking on the caliche rocks sounds like I got feet like a brontosaurus. The generator sounds like a 747 spooling up for take off. It is distinctly unpleasant and near painful.”
Yep. Wait’ll you try the two of ’em at once. You’ll be turning down the volume like I do.
THE TEXAS SCRIBBLER 