If you ever drive I-10, you probably would be road hypnotized by the time you passed it. Nothing for miles and miles and miles around. The road would go on and on and on. It belongs to Tommy and June Bush. It was willed to Tommy by his daddy and was in the family for a few generations before that.
Nothing can grow on it.
It is good for raising a few cattle, but not much else. There is a wind-mill for pumping water to the cattle and a water tank for drinking and bathing. June found an old pop machine once in a junk yard. It still worked. So she carted it to their house, set it out on the porch and it has been filled with soda cans ever since.