As Dr Seuss says oh the things you will see

Well my freinds this is a crazy and screwed up world we live in . And as i spend my working life as a long haul driver i get to see a side of the world most of you cant see. I see all the citys in North America from the back side. Not the pretty side you see on tv but the real city hiding in the back streets and industrial parks. The true underbelly of the place what i like to call the swub. That means the soft white underbelly. So come along and see our world and the many characters that are hiding in plain site on your highways and roads. my fellow drivers and the supporting staff that keeps them going.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

What I did this Summer

As summer draws to a close. I look back at the summer that never was. No time was spent at home. The only part of summer that was really fun was the two weeks I got to take my youngest son on the road with me. That was a real treat, a Cross Canada trip from sea to shining sea and back. We saw the whole kit and caboodle. My little world, about the size of your bathroom. was filled with two men. One a little younger but still bigger than me. I loved the company, though the thing I struggled with was the chaos another person creates in a well organised world. It was as if his suitcase vomited the contents every morning. But for all of that and the noise (who knew teenagers never quit talking) it was the greatest experience of my parental life to date. I got to share my job and time with my son, Something I've never done. We live in a great big country and it seemed smaller traveling with someone. I would do it again in a second and will next summer. But I can say it takes twice as long to put your world back together after they leave as the amount of time you had them. And this notion that they ( teenagers) need to eat. Ha! that's all they do. I feel sympathy towards my wife the overworked Food Lady. Its tough to work all day then feed them too. What do they want? Well it seems everything. Thank you son for spending two glorious weeks with me and all the laughs along the way. The time will always be special to me. And if you know where my stapler is let me know, its still M.I.A

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