#riverrocksaloon

Yep, the only RV park in Texas with a bar. Man, what a place.  We're actually from Kerrville, Texas and have passed this opportunity up many times as my sister-in-law just says, "Y'all wanna go to the RV?" Yeah, that sounds good, like redneck trailer trash + my hispanic husband sounds like a recipe for disaster kind of fun. Sure, why not? So we go to "The RV", kinda early, you know....cuz we're old OR we needed an escape from local family early in the day. One is as likely as the other.  Hmmmm....drinks are good and the beer is ice cold and if you didn't bring a koozie, it's ok! They have one you can borrow. (Remind me to tell y'all about how our koozies go everywhere with us and how many friends we've made for just that reason. Have koozie, will travel).   It's summer time and we're relaxing in the shade at a table formerly known as a cable spool for the local telephone company.  It's breezy, it's shady, it's freaking perfect.  It's not too long before Karaoke breaks out. Oh hell, we're gonna have to go before the trailer cats start howlin'. But wait!  These guys are good! Some of them are karaoke good, but some of them are get-me-a-record-contract kind of good.

We're having a great time and then things get weird, cuz this little Mexican feller is going to do some singing and before you know it, you're listening to Johnny Rodriguez sing karaoke to, well of course, Johnny Rodriguez!  

Are you kidding me?