Apache and the Alpine High: Changing the Way the Oilfield Works

Shale Magazine ^ | David Blackmon

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Well.....huh......who knew?

We used to call those “Fancy Rocks”.

We had lots of grey rocks.

I would say we had tons of grey rocks.

But, every once in awhile, you’d find one of those Fancy Rocks.

You’d crack it open, and out would come Bill Maher or some other leprechaun.

If you caught him, he’d promise to give you a wish.

Well, Marie Osmond hasn’t been trying to find me.

At least not lately.

So much for wishes to little green Bill Mahers.