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There’s not all that much to see in Orogrande.

But I did see this place, which seems to be aging itself out of existence. The circumstances of small-town New Mexico have already aged it out of usefulness.

Orogrande, New Mexico
photographed 12.14.2025

something on my sensor

I guess I need some technical advice from camera people. From time to time I get stuff like this on my camera; I’m wondering if it’s something on the sensor and if I need to send my camera in for some kind of deep cleaning.

Have any of y’all experienced anything similar?

For background, the first time this happened was in Sicily (in couple of different locations), then in happened in Scotland, again in Sicily, and then this time at White Sands. The first two times I noticed it was when I’d left the table to go to the restroom. This last time I handed my camera to someone so I could tie my shoe. And one more thing – which is probably complete irrelevant – Don Toothaker was in the immediate vicinity every time.

Anyway, I’d appreciate any advice on the situation and/or any jokes or ridiculous comments.

White Sands National Park, New Mexico
photographed 12.12.2025

side entrance (with grill)

Side entrance to the Cotton Club, with a little grill and some other crap providing a Maginot Line of defense between a vacant lot and the door. Also, I happen to have first hand knowledge that the door was locked, because I’m agile enough to get around the strategic defense placement.

Cotton Club
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.17.2025

cigarette smoke and beer (+ dust)

The place has been closed since the 1980s, but I swear I could smell cigarette smoke and stale beer when I was there last weekend.

I thought maybe I heard some west Texas musicians, but there’s every possibility that it was just the damn unrelenting wind blowing around my head.

Cotton Club
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.17.2025

sign maker, searching for words

I watched this young man take a very long time, scrolling through his phone, looking for the words he needed to say.

Finally, he found what he wanted and began making a sign.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 1.11.2026