As I write this post, it's a chilly ( for the valley) 56.4 degrees outside.... I'm hopeful that this drop in tempature marks the beginning of our slighty less hot time of year. Back on Christmas '04 my buddy Javi and I made a very, very early morning trip to his ranch to bring extra heaters to his workers. Well we arrived in the middle of a pretty memorable party, and we stayed for a while to partake in the festivities. I don't thing I'll ever forget the way the ranch looked on that early morning, as I was outside looking around trying to get some good pictures one of the workers brought me a cup of warm mexican punch....Well anyway, me and my associates were looking for something good to sell at the Night of Lights celebration at UTPA, and I thought maybe if I could find the recipe for the punch we could do that....So I got ahold of the recipe and one of these nights were gonna make a trial batch, I'll let everyone know how it turns out, but the recipe sure sounds good.....Anyway keep your fingers crossed that the Night of Lights turns out to be a cool night so we can sell alot of our punch.....See you there.

I have the blues.....well not really, but I'm starting to get a little aggravated. About a year ago mas o menos my truck was broken into outside of my house..... This happened around mid-morning and basically the only thing of value taken was a handgun that was in my briefcase, ( I had gone to collect deposits from my business the evening before) . Well anyway, I had left out of town that morning, when my brother called me to tell me that he had discovered my truck broken into....I immediately remembered that the handgun had been left in there and told him to check if it was missing....well it was so he called the P.D. to make a report. When the officer arrived my brother let him know what was missing and the officer asked him to describe the gun. Well it turns out that the kid that broke into my truck got arrested at Walgreens, which is less than a block away from my house, so, sigh of relief, they had my gun and the thief in custody. My brother called me to let me know, and told me that the investigator would be in touch with me about the charges against the kid and recovering my property....So that was that....After a few weeks with no word, I called the police dept. and was told that these things take time so, basically, chill...the gun was there, it wasnt going anywhere .....so I was like fine, when you guys get around to it get in touch with me....Anyway months went by, and every once in a while I would think about the gun and I would call and get the same response....Then, I was told that, being that they were in the process of moving to the new station, everything was disorganized, and sorry, try back in a few weeks.....then the guy in charge of property was out for surgery, and we'll look, but sorry call back in a few weeks.....WELL FINALLY, the other day, my buddy asked me if I ever got my gun back, so I figured one more call couldnt hurt, and lo and behold I got to talk to the guy in charge of evidence and property.....Well he said he would look into the situation for me and he sounded like he knew what he was talking about.....Well anyway he got back to me this afternoon, and let me know that somehow, the judge assigned to the case, awarded my gun to the lawyer of the kid as payment for his services............I just about had a coronary.......So now, apparently we have to go to court to get my gun back............I was tempted to just tell them to keep the damn thing, everytime I think about it I get so angry.......But Oh Well, Ive come this far, I guess, so why give up now.......

Wow what a weekend.... I finally got to get in some really good hunting time. There were not many birds flying and the mosquitoes where out in droves but nevertheless it felt great to be out with good friends.... All until we were ready to call it an evening on Sunday night after a long day of tramping around in the field... Well I had turned on my truck to cool it down while we were packing and loading our gear and somehow the truck got locked. Now this isn't supposed to happen cause I know that this truck has some kind of mechanism to prevent this but it did, so oh well.... What were we going to do? I called my brother to bring me another set of keys from home but we were close to Delta Lake and I live in Edinburg.... So we got to spend some quality time with what seemed like thousands of really hungry mosquitoes...LOL, luckily we had a full ice chest of cold drinks....Thankfully my brother made the trip to our rescue in about 25 minutes so he became the hero of the weekend....Thanks Carlos, you are truly the shizzle.....