Web development for the military’s naval headquarters in Jacksonville, Florida went hand in hand with my responsibilities to nanotechnology in Santa Barbara, California. Instead of fly by airplane from LAX in Los Angeles, I drove along Highway 10 from Venice Beach in Santa Monica east to Texas, Florida, and by the shores of the Gulf Coast. Resting at these truck stops along the way led to the writing of my first novel. Local legends taught me the significance of the Texas oil, especially when I stayed near sports bars and hotels next to Texas Instruments in Houston, Texas. Many of my friends working the oil rigs in Houston saved their money to move to Palm Springs, California, and north to Sonoma County, where the wines are rich. Houston oil producers taught me about mining at Spindletop. They described saving money because there was nothing to spend cash on out in a rig shaped like a city that sat on the water out in the sea.