After being fired for insubordination from two corporate jobs in a row, the author elects to try homesteading ten worthless desert acres he’d bought earlier at a tax default land auction for three hundred bucks. He was no pioneer. He lacked essential skills, such as carpentry and auto mechanics. And he was broke. Yet he managed to cobble together a habitable shack out of salvage and sandbags, and live there comfortably and without hardship.