That Old Ruin, Out On That Old Tahoka Highway

We're all out, pedal to the metal, on that Ol' Terhokey HIIIIIGHway.

Having taken so many of these pics, I believe I understand abstract expressionism a bit more. Meanwhile, this used to be THE STRIP, where Lubbock went to kick out their jams, and they had a lot of jams. It took a lot of liquor, beer, and wine to relief the chronic moral and intellectual constipation of living in Lubbock when it was dry. Head out to the strip, where the lights were bright, the neons beckoned, and the booze could be had. Cheap dreams were made of this. But there was still nothing to do in town. Nothing to do but drive drunk, cruise the drive-ins, get in trouble. I knew people, like my first college roommate, who came to Lubbock from Winters, Texas. He got in a LOT of trouble.

Next time, it'll be OLD CARS on the Tahoka Highway! There are a lot. I have not even begun to photograph all the old junkers on that stretch of road.