“It was only the doomed and the damned who roared with sincerity at circumstance” – “The Red Badge of Courage” – Stephen Crane
Occasionally the term “Caliche” creeps into this blog. You may not know what that is.
Caliche is omnipresent in the oil patch.
Caliche is evil. Caliche is matter possessed by the Devil.
Caliche is God’s way of dispensing justice to Gate Guards who have sinned as well as a reminder to those who are thinking about it.
Caliche is the great destroyer of A/C units.
And on and on and so forth and so forth.
Webster defines Caliche as:
“A surface deposit consisting of sand or clay impregnated with crystalline salts such as sodium nitrate or sodium chloride.”
And this is what it looks like when agitated by vehicles.
Empty road to our gate
18 wheeler hauling down the road-stirring up the Caliche
Passing our gate
An East wind blows this fine powder over us and obliterates the view.
“Fate is what the Gods give you when you run out of luck.” – “Radiant Angel” by Nelson Demille