tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12614759375268230712024-02-02T13:41:51.746-08:00THE R.W.G. THOUGHTS AND OBSERVATIONSThe random thoughts of a long haul driverdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-73182099441069084192013-01-31T10:58:00.000-08:002013-01-31T10:58:21.128-08:00Back Again Hello all I have been gone for awhile.. Yes I have. Life has been crazy since June and I haven't had the time or inclination too do this. It seems when shit is going to start it just piles up higher and higher until it covers over all the good stuff in your life. On several fronts things are better but on others not so much. But its time too move on and forget about what we can not change. So here's to a fresh start.<br />
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To start with i have an admission to make. As a man its hard too admit it but here goes. I am addicted to Pinterest. Shocking I know but let me explain the addicting part of it. Fellows its like having the instruction book to your wife's soul. All her wants needs and desires right there for you too see no guessing what she thinks its on a board right there in front of you. Granted you will need a thick skin some days because she will pin some beefcake and there is squat you can do about it. Do not pin a pinup girl in retaliation because then buddy the war is on.... And you will loose we can open jars and kill bugs but they can come up with devious torture for your soul. That my friends is also clear on Pinterest. So my friends give it a shot the humour page is worth the price of admission alone. Until later be safe.<br />
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<br />donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-22260061857926862272012-03-06T15:35:00.000-08:002012-05-19T19:59:34.900-07:00Baking A Dogs Is Bad. Baking A Long Haul Driver Is Good?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We could all agree that it would be cruel to leave poor Fido in your car when it gets hot,</div>
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That makes a lot of sense to all of us.</div>
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Well not all of us.... that's why they have this Ad</div>
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Some people need to be reminded because they lack common sense.</div>
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And that baking your dog in a hundred degree plus car is bad for them.</div>
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Sooo that brings me to my point. please read the following sign.</div>
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Hell, it sounds so good doesn't it? Don't idle and we will save the world.</div>
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We will all be one big happy green planet.</div>
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We will gather around and sing kumbayah.</div>
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But back to poor Fido cooking or not cooking in your car.</div>
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We have already established that that's a bad thing. Correct?</div>
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Well my friends, that warm and fuzzy no idling law has turned me into a Fried Fido.</div>
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I wish I was a dog.</div>
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Then it would be illegal to leave me in my truck on a hot day.</div>
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As a truck driver the truck is my home while at work.</div>
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That's where I live and sleep when I am not driving.</div>
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But because of these laws I am forced to sleep in an over heated vehicle.</div>
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Would you leave your windows open in a bad part of town? No you would not.</div>
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Why should I have to risk robbery or murder just to stay cool enough to sleep.</div>
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Think about it. A dog has more value than millions of long haul drivers.</div>
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Yes clean air is great but balance that against human beings trying to live in a challenging job.</div>
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Besides, you want us well rested. You have to share the highway with us.</div>
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So lets re-think the "anti idle laws" and use some common sense.</div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"> I hope some day to find that sunny day. Then maybe I can </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">stop being a wandering soul on North Americas highways.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">But I have a feeling that day is far off in the future.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Being at home is the greatest joy I have in my life. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Spending time with the ones you love is the best use of your time.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And as I get too do that much less than the average person.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Maybe I feel more protective of the time I've got.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its a double edged sword being at home.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">The more you get the more you want.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">Its like your family is a highly addictive drug.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My wife gave me a little taste 18 years ago and I've </div><div style="text-align: center;">been jonesing for it ever since.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But bills need to be paid and braces don't come cheap.</div><div style="text-align: center;">so high ho high ho off to work I go.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You can think of me as the eighth dwarf. Lonely. </div><div style="text-align: center;">This will get easier as I get into work.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lord knows I've a lot of it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i may as well get at it the truck will not drive </div><div style="text-align: center;">herself. Happy new years to you all.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-22417360488127339192011-12-19T20:34:00.000-08:002011-12-19T20:39:04.542-08:00I AM DONE!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9A8gsjAvV3aMC2y2FZpz_J_RTHW-g1-7dpBQziPeuCDC_wlUqvwslobWK54Au3QWswLUAKD-ILX3gEaxuWBwp8q2fRvc_mY2wI2Cob-1nkenOCr6_tfp7Lnb-stO8iu-C5nw2rmozayw/s1600/Fork%252520in%252520the%252520road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9A8gsjAvV3aMC2y2FZpz_J_RTHW-g1-7dpBQziPeuCDC_wlUqvwslobWK54Au3QWswLUAKD-ILX3gEaxuWBwp8q2fRvc_mY2wI2Cob-1nkenOCr6_tfp7Lnb-stO8iu-C5nw2rmozayw/s320/Fork%252520in%252520the%252520road.jpg" width="251" /></a></div>Stick a fork in my ass I am done. I deliver in the morning then off to the airport. Then I will relax and enjoy myself. And spend my time with my family. And that cant happen too soon. So Merry Christmas to you all and enjoy yourself.<br />
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<div align="center"></div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-8617905199973433192011-12-15T18:11:00.000-08:002011-12-15T18:11:04.433-08:00Three Down One to Go<div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM14Cw8v98Uuva3ywpgyKeTr1qwLUQASB3sAVXdq8EmdSjom1Uw-3YviqXuFruof3ZNG_2-qUudMRAHZEdL_QhjgWPsXkJ1KnQyT_T4UiEeQEkxG4KAgr6I_SUG0mB5RCoofXfiZGJpfg/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM14Cw8v98Uuva3ywpgyKeTr1qwLUQASB3sAVXdq8EmdSjom1Uw-3YviqXuFruof3ZNG_2-qUudMRAHZEdL_QhjgWPsXkJ1KnQyT_T4UiEeQEkxG4KAgr6I_SUG0mB5RCoofXfiZGJpfg/s320/untitled.bmp" width="320" /></a></div>Three helicopters delivered to Fort Worth TX. only one more to go. Then I hop on a plane and fly home for Christmas. Oh how sweet it is. I am not sure how to get to my own home as I haven't been there in a while. I seem to recall it is on a dead end street and its on the right hand side. There is a lady and a teen boy in there and I seem to think there was a few cats hanging around. Maybe I should look it up on google earth just so when my sweet pea (wife) picks me up I will look knowledgeable when we get home and I don't walk into the wrong house.</div><div align="center">Then for ten days I will be at home before flying back to Texas to finish up this run. So my freinds no posts will be coming your way. I have plans to be working hard at being a super Dad and a master husband. Making some world class Christmas memories for me and my family. So Merry Christmas to you all and I hope you spend it with the ones you love.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-90150532199882115872011-12-10T18:32:00.000-08:002011-12-10T18:32:33.806-08:00What I Do When I Leave Home.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzsulWHA1qwJWluEDFgbBWTbFUEAnbQt--9Tph7YaD0U9NpYVBb5hEvMn98A5Uuwa9vqlBF2xYhrXxpafBMoQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-12316102438298580472011-12-08T18:43:00.000-08:002011-12-08T19:18:27.298-08:00A Ray Of Hope In Arizona<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XNl_EX7TVWOLdOJbMNwnjoJXCio3BWLAU3SXCfauHOehEA31OiDVtUUTGAXdQoAWz1KXUVOsndxRlSPa5ObhSqT-k5aXdupnrRVZzXnKW35FuUkHLIahhdv12zytDq9LkIBlFuYKtwg/s1600/SDC10537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" mda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XNl_EX7TVWOLdOJbMNwnjoJXCio3BWLAU3SXCfauHOehEA31OiDVtUUTGAXdQoAWz1KXUVOsndxRlSPa5ObhSqT-k5aXdupnrRVZzXnKW35FuUkHLIahhdv12zytDq9LkIBlFuYKtwg/s400/SDC10537.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">The weather has turned out to be agreeable. Its stopped snowing and the sun has been out for a couple days so even though its not warm the roads are dry and dusty. And that my Friends is a good thing because these helicopters don't weigh that much so on slippery roads they aren't that helpful with traction.</div><div align="center">I did see some thing Tuesday that made me laugh. I was driving across New Mexico and it had snowed and Iced over the highways pretty good over night. So needless to say the going was a little slick and a lot slow. About thirty minutes into my drive I passed a semi that had slid off the road over night. The fact he was off the road wasn't the the remarkable thing! NOPE. What made my day and made me split my guts with laughter was the three snow men the driver made after sliding off the road.</div><div align="center">Talk about taking lemons and making lemonade, that's a driver with a healthy outlook. He could have sat in the truck and fumed and raved or he could go outside and play. So he went outside. I wish I could say I would be that way but the truth is I would rage away and never get my snowman. Maybe I should work on that part of my personality.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-92086487424786539752011-12-04T08:58:00.000-08:002011-12-04T09:00:45.077-08:00Winter Sucks!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieeJkPhJsPUIh4eJ4JNJItyp9U0XDlE1puRgPDTySoB1SE7XM9lmgBfPDQEKKYRLSpN69y9_fBuYGzIPESOSydz1m0f2LBxGkWiwwUEJJqUrPHKuGnEPM6lwV5h-lpnGQQf5fh6dfMK20/s1600/funny-winter-frozen-nuts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" dda="true" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieeJkPhJsPUIh4eJ4JNJItyp9U0XDlE1puRgPDTySoB1SE7XM9lmgBfPDQEKKYRLSpN69y9_fBuYGzIPESOSydz1m0f2LBxGkWiwwUEJJqUrPHKuGnEPM6lwV5h-lpnGQQf5fh6dfMK20/s320/funny-winter-frozen-nuts.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, I'm a freezing on a corner</div> in Winslow, Arizona <br />
and such a cold sight to see <br />
It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed <br />
Ford slowin' down to throw a snowball at me <br />
Winter Sucks!!!!!!donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-88272135576294046232011-12-04T08:18:00.000-08:002011-12-04T08:21:52.423-08:00Darn tricked again<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-KNjdCa8RbvuPqbcQ1EnfTj_MTrWt1s6OzY3EivNVLDcb4lSAU7_t0GKaTm4Sau3agt7m0GeB8ZRBCZmYwJoP_xGMozi-agyMC4DZepSdeIYjsIAbsQRJWunTdJVGgPHp-rYzV8-qjQ/s1600/383705559_ac6cc9130f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-KNjdCa8RbvuPqbcQ1EnfTj_MTrWt1s6OzY3EivNVLDcb4lSAU7_t0GKaTm4Sau3agt7m0GeB8ZRBCZmYwJoP_xGMozi-agyMC4DZepSdeIYjsIAbsQRJWunTdJVGgPHp-rYzV8-qjQ/s320/383705559_ac6cc9130f.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was sold a bill of goods that was not true.</div><div style="text-align: center;">They said to me "Hey Don want to spend a month in the heat moving helicopters?"</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me being no fool said sign me up.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well once again I was proven to be a little foolish.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just to save all of you the same fate here is the truth about Arizona.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Southern Arizona is an oven. Northern Arizona is not its pretty darn high up.</div><div style="text-align: center;">You could scratch the belly of God from up here.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And in the winter altitude means cold and snow. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So I have once more learned one of life's little lessons.<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">Now the only question that remains is what to do with all the sun screen I brought?</blockquote></div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-29887833453358639532011-11-19T21:25:00.000-08:002011-11-19T21:25:19.470-08:00Well here it is the new truck<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHs1R2czSDw3fkBhE-BWk_qAVc0yfgYSNg8bYgKB6QpGG7MvCI2O-vK3bukowjTl17oJqUCUHxJErvT1l4kyrCnogt2kz_H9-92rkAtCuz1SG8fL8Fa-uZqmhEZYn0uNcA5fimiEW4SvI/s1600/passport+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHs1R2czSDw3fkBhE-BWk_qAVc0yfgYSNg8bYgKB6QpGG7MvCI2O-vK3bukowjTl17oJqUCUHxJErvT1l4kyrCnogt2kz_H9-92rkAtCuz1SG8fL8Fa-uZqmhEZYn0uNcA5fimiEW4SvI/s400/passport+003.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Well here she is. Isn't she sexy? Well for a twenty four thousand pound Gal she is not bad. Lets hope she is a good truck who likes to work. Only time will tell until then i get the smell of new truck and that's nice. Speaking of smells why don't they make a bacon air freshener? Mmmmmm bacon.donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-83814615254997720582011-11-18T23:29:00.000-08:002011-11-18T23:35:16.388-08:00Busy playing mechanic<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Well the new truck has in deed arrived. And the move in process is now over. You would not believe how much one person can cram into a truck. It my Friends is mind Blowing. But the as yet unnamed truck is looking like home. I have done more mechanical work than driving the last week. I get to decommission an older truck that is leaving the fleet. So its a lot of cutting rusty bolts with a cutting torch (fun) the flames and sparks are impressive. And I've only set my self on fire once. For me that's not bad though I have lost most of the skin on my knuckles. My boss may want to send me driving before i burn the shop down or bleed to death.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtarzHXEc1V_EeQZnnKiEIK8ua9E_kWjDiNySZdIoTnsB6dfFmQswJ6qt53qockycFNPWMR7qlbyAhAzwbOZH4WajYIJWyLrB3_DMZdStp9LMHAqFGziEKqGXdoMPZb8Ie_c99vpgYH4/s1600/9059471t.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtarzHXEc1V_EeQZnnKiEIK8ua9E_kWjDiNySZdIoTnsB6dfFmQswJ6qt53qockycFNPWMR7qlbyAhAzwbOZH4WajYIJWyLrB3_DMZdStp9LMHAqFGziEKqGXdoMPZb8Ie_c99vpgYH4/s1600/9059471t.gif" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMQMnvgPnFNhE76xuMSeHlY90oMlO4S6_3cjJhcbsYoBNtujVerWBY-6J6ue0PQcx2CRdx_CP54O0vx5eXPuildK-yNJq5KsqpqeVmiBWcSjgjlrEmCkZBWY2xhFtBO8N1_ScrnXEzbU/s1600/orange-jumpsuit-234x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMQMnvgPnFNhE76xuMSeHlY90oMlO4S6_3cjJhcbsYoBNtujVerWBY-6J6ue0PQcx2CRdx_CP54O0vx5eXPuildK-yNJq5KsqpqeVmiBWcSjgjlrEmCkZBWY2xhFtBO8N1_ScrnXEzbU/s200/orange-jumpsuit-234x300.jpg" width="155" /></a>Well I did get to deliver a load into Port Coquitlam and I was untarping at the customer when I realized there was a prison right next the lot. Some inmates where in the exercise yard looking at me funny and then I realized we where wearing the same coveralls . A really bright orange they must have thought why would he break out and then untarp a truck. they soon got bored with wondering and started doing cat calls. It felt like I was a woman at a construction site. It was a little creepy put then what the hell at my age I will take the compliment. especially when there is a twenty foot fence between us.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-41488099183227083592011-11-04T21:37:00.000-07:002011-11-04T21:37:24.305-07:00Heading to Seattle Wa. to pick up a new truck<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SwOl3MWuJ_C3XaxP1DPC6XC5gwJnkIDvkCFRkCQXwGSmJ1VRhCTtJxNmLhoXRucfjBHk5RFt5vOTFTAf-koogKv49INs6QPqFb-QKuf5W5FxPvbI9bv6vo2pumx3qZK5BMv43bjEdik/s1600/excited.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SwOl3MWuJ_C3XaxP1DPC6XC5gwJnkIDvkCFRkCQXwGSmJ1VRhCTtJxNmLhoXRucfjBHk5RFt5vOTFTAf-koogKv49INs6QPqFb-QKuf5W5FxPvbI9bv6vo2pumx3qZK5BMv43bjEdik/s400/excited.gif" width="306" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The early Christmas has arrived. Tomorrow I am picking up the new truck. And I am excited.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The smell of a new truck is great. I just hope she is good tempered as I will have to spend</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">the next two or three years with her. Yes trucks have personality's just like people. Yeah weird I know but true. Some are happy to work and some are shop Queens who are always breaking down.</div>And yes all trucks are female. Do you think drivers want to spend all their time with a boy truck?<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Well maybe the lady drivers have male trucks. They must be built at a different factory.</div>Well i am off to sleep and dream of shiny chrome and new vinyl. And a seat without ass marks.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Seventy miles an hour <br />
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At thirty-five below. <br />
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Oh, how I love Canada <br />
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I could never leave Canada <br />
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<div align="center"></div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-45742418477384727022011-10-27T22:07:00.000-07:002011-10-28T22:48:57.978-07:00A special time off<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKmNhKGQS1SXQYXn7ui_YuNoBYK0opxOFElJd5udh3F9UY5E02z4IxpnUExOvsHdw2nlUHpRIPANPdbg_1emE4esycyroFj260ftIiaMU-qVlcng6fNt1FXO4HIz6t8N4XTWx6BFt2ZSY/s1600/bc_ferries1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKmNhKGQS1SXQYXn7ui_YuNoBYK0opxOFElJd5udh3F9UY5E02z4IxpnUExOvsHdw2nlUHpRIPANPdbg_1emE4esycyroFj260ftIiaMU-qVlcng6fNt1FXO4HIz6t8N4XTWx6BFt2ZSY/s320/bc_ferries1.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center">Oh boy oh boy I am at the ferry terminal and I am going home.</div><div align="center">And I haven't even been gone a month. This must be a mistake.</div><div align="center">I will get to be the second house on the block with Christmas lights this year. </div><div align="center">Darn my retired neighbor he has the upper hand on me again.</div><div align="center">So come on boat lets Go I want to get home.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-53810599272111547372011-10-20T18:23:00.000-07:002011-10-20T18:24:42.374-07:00Still sitting in Savannah<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcavQ-gQwa2cnM_WRV2tUnt25cyE6SsoLfITkDIgS_QPrYLMFoetEJhqpGlWhhAKXfH8PVWGwRIM4_6QoUY2hRMDcr-vOJe65l_b8QchyphenhyphenAE9Nh8wHuNf8WOZzI64ts7EiWCmMqCRy7eY/s1600/EC225-Japan-Coast-Guard-468x303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="258" rda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcavQ-gQwa2cnM_WRV2tUnt25cyE6SsoLfITkDIgS_QPrYLMFoetEJhqpGlWhhAKXfH8PVWGwRIM4_6QoUY2hRMDcr-vOJe65l_b8QchyphenhyphenAE9Nh8wHuNf8WOZzI64ts7EiWCmMqCRy7eY/s400/EC225-Japan-Coast-Guard-468x303.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">Well ten hours at the port of Savannah Ga. And i got loaded but I cannot leave US Customs are dragging their feet. I love dealing with government agencies. Its as much fun as scrubbing out an out house and that's not much fun.</div><div align="center">The helicopter above is the same as the one I loaded today it is from the Japanese Coast Guard.</div><div align="center">It was damaged in the tsunami and is on its way to the shop in Vancouver BC.</div><div align="center">And yes its weird that it found its way to the Atlantic. Seeing that Japan is on the Pacific Ocean.</div><div align="center">But why question the <span style="background-color: white;">logic the farther away they ship it the more they have to pay me to go get it.</span></div><div align="center">So lets keep shipping stuff to the east coast Sweet Pea needs a diamond.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-90738668662221052532011-10-20T04:50:00.000-07:002011-10-20T18:34:46.974-07:00Truck Driver lingo 101<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifK94scqikFDDHj53M1ZDaUFOmTqZd1Ot9tQFp1vZAb5x3QN_QCkAKHfbFl35-EyOVvivQ_LQrP2xSo9BV9kDW7pJvMZo9LzK5FoKtkCV9w9xFnSHObNBGxmpiFX-NkzEvLi86iaBq-fg/s1600/cartoon.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="276" rda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifK94scqikFDDHj53M1ZDaUFOmTqZd1Ot9tQFp1vZAb5x3QN_QCkAKHfbFl35-EyOVvivQ_LQrP2xSo9BV9kDW7pJvMZo9LzK5FoKtkCV9w9xFnSHObNBGxmpiFX-NkzEvLi86iaBq-fg/s320/cartoon.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My beloved wife has pointed out to me that I have been using terms that myself as a truck driver may know. But the general public may not know what the heck I am saying. So let me enlighten you. Welcome to trucker speak 101. Have a seat and lets begin out foray into the colourful world of trucker lingo</div>Alligator- Blown Tire In Road <br />
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Alligator Radio- CB With “ALL Mouth<br />
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and NO Ears” <br />
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Ankle Biter- Small Child <br />
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Antler Alley -Deer Crossing <br />
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Baby Bear- Rookie Cop <br />
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Back Door- Behind You <br />
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Back Door Closed- Rear Of Convoy Covered From Police <br />
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Back ‘em Up- Slow Down <br />
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Backslide- Return Trip <br />
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Back Off The Hammer- Slow Down <br />
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Back Out- Driver Has Finished Talking <br />
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Bear- Police Officer <br />
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Barefoot -Using An Unmodified CB <br />
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Base Station- Radio At A Fixed Location <br />
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Bear In The Air- Police In Helicopter <br />
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Bear Bait- Speeding Car <br />
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Bear Cave- Police Station <br />
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Bear Trap- Stationary Police W/Radar <br />
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Beaver- Female <br />
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Bean Popper- Pill Popper <br />
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Big R- Roadway Express Truck <br />
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Bikini State- Florida <br />
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Big Slab OR Big Road -Interstate <br />
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Better Half -Significant Other (Wife) <br />
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Blew My Doors Off- Passed With Great Speed <br />
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Catch Ya On The Flip Flop- See Ya On Return Trip <br />
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Full Grown Bear- Highway Patrol <br />
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County Mounty- Sheriff <br />
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Clean Shot- Road Is Clear Of Police Ahead <br />
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City Kitty- City Police <br />
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Comin In Loud &and Proud- Strong CB Signal <br />
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Bulldog- Mack Truck <br />
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Bumper Sticker- Car Too Close To Bumper <br />
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Cash Register -Toll Booth <br />
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Chicken Coup- Weigh Station <br />
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Chicken Lights- Extra Lights On A Truck <br />
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Comedian- Center Median Strip <br />
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Comic Book- Trucker’s Log Book <br />
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Covered Wagon- Flatbed Truck With Sides And A Top Cover <br />
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Diesel Cop- DOT <br />
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Better Half- Spouse <br />
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Big Road- Interstate <br />
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Bird Dog- Radar Detector <br />
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Big Hole- Top Gear <br />
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Bobtail- Driving Tractor With<br />
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Brake Check- Traffic Is Slowing Ahead, Possibly To A Stop <br />
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Break- Need Others To Quit Talking On CB To Ask A Question <br />
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Chicken Coup- Weigh Station <br />
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Crotch Rocket- Motorcycle <br />
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Deadhead- Drive An Empty Truck and Trailer To Get A Load Elsewhere <br />
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Dispatcher Brains- Hauling A Very Light OR Empty Trailer <br />
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Dragon Fly -A Truck Who “Drags” Up a Hill And “Flies” Down <br />
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Double Nickel 55- Miles Per Hour <br />
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Dry Box- A Plain Freight Trailer With NO Refrigerator, etc. <br />
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Evil Kenevil- Motorcycle Cop <br />
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Flip Flop- U-turn OR Return Trip <br />
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Four Wheeler- Car <br />
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Freight Shaker- Freightliner Truck <br />
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Georgia Overdrive -Put Into Neutral Going Down A Hill To Increase Speed <br />
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Good Buddy- Now Used As A Term For A Homosexual <br />
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Granny Lane- Slow Lane <br />
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Greasy Side Up- A Car With It’s Wheels In The Air <br />
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Ground Pressure- Weight Of A Truck <br />
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Hammer Lane- Left Lane [Fast Lane] <br />
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Hammer Down- Move Faster <br />
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Hand -Driver <br />
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Handle- CB Nickname <br />
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Home 20 -Your Home <br />
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Landline- Wired Telephone <br />
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Large Car- Very Fast, Nice Truck <br />
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Left Coast- West Coast <br />
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Meat-wagon- Ambulance <br />
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Motion Lotion- Diesel <br />
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Parking Lot- A Truck Hauling Cars <br />
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Pickle Park= Rest Area <br />
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Pole Cat -Skunk <br />
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Radio Check- Does My Radio Work? <br />
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Sesame Street- CB Channel 19 <br />
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Salt Shaker- Snow Plow <br />
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Shooting You In The Back- Police Who Is Backed Up Out Of Sight Hitting You With Radar Where You Can’t See <br />
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Short Short- Short Time <br />
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Shake The Bushes- Run Ahead Of Others To Lure Out The Bears <br />
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Stand On It- Stand On The Fuel Pedal <br />
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Taking Pictures- Police Using Radar <br />
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10-4- OK/Copy <br />
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10-33- Emergency <br />
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10-20 -Location <br />
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10-36 -What Is Correct Time <br />
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Travel Agent -Dispatcher <br />
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Triple Digit Ride- Truck That Can<br />
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Turkey Day -Thanksgiving <br />
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Yard- Trucking Terminal <br />
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Yard Stick- Mile Marker <br />
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Wally World- Wal-Mart <br />
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Wiggle Wagons- Double OR Triple Trailer Trucks<br />
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Seat cover- a pretty lady in a cardonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-76034744092788654502011-10-19T18:47:00.000-07:002011-10-19T18:47:11.594-07:00The dead post<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Xw5JQLgZrm4EPDamPyN40rqXyGK1XdoIth5MQzaXoAfmyVLtv2kkWetvHoEVmDSddwnFSDsuEFpJF9aziQqzloWgFcqTDr875cem6J1wOBix_GhYiJcHHrJcmcrC42yS-tgsxeNlIA0/s1600/gravestone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" rda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Xw5JQLgZrm4EPDamPyN40rqXyGK1XdoIth5MQzaXoAfmyVLtv2kkWetvHoEVmDSddwnFSDsuEFpJF9aziQqzloWgFcqTDr875cem6J1wOBix_GhYiJcHHrJcmcrC42yS-tgsxeNlIA0/s1600/gravestone.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">Today is a very sad day the blog post of the century died today.</div><div align="center">It was a thing of genius.</div><div align="center">You would have laughed and you would have cried.</div><div align="center">You would have nominated me for a Pulitzer Prize it was so good.</div><div align="center">But sadly I am a mental midget with Microsoft office and Ive lost it.</div><div align="center">So my true talent will not be revealed and you get this instead.</div><div align="center">Sorry to disappoint you all I will try again later to recreate it.</div><div align="center">Until then lets all mourn the loss.</div><div align="center">So long post I will miss you.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-70670262848181062612011-10-15T07:56:00.000-07:002011-10-15T22:28:13.049-07:00Dead heading across America<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGccv_ABl5m2h4LMm5oGYNizHy8HwynbXGE96ZPopN6uSqezYGFmB0Sw1ruMrTbCxUAIygiqhdLzngFWUW5dBHGHLjvim5Dyc3r07_ELgOI_OA28hvnWCGk6-0Z9YFhsCm345Y8ZbOzU/s1600/USA_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGccv_ABl5m2h4LMm5oGYNizHy8HwynbXGE96ZPopN6uSqezYGFmB0Sw1ruMrTbCxUAIygiqhdLzngFWUW5dBHGHLjvim5Dyc3r07_ELgOI_OA28hvnWCGk6-0Z9YFhsCm345Y8ZbOzU/s320/USA_small.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hello if you can picture in your mind a little truck driving across the map that red line is what I am off to do. And I get to do it with a load of sailboat fuel (air). Nothing on the trailer seems crazy eh! We used to call dead heading (running unloaded) hauling dispatcher brains.But that's cruel and besides I like my dispatcher. Well I would love to chat but the truck isn't going to take herself to Georgia so I better get rolling. </div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-40813339124407417302011-10-12T22:55:00.000-07:002011-10-12T22:56:57.094-07:00I survived<div style="text-align: center;">The team run is over and I am glad. The truck I was in had more rattles than a Mexican marching band. Its shinny and good looking but its in need of a little T.L.C. inside. Even with earplugs in I could here it rattle. so this post will be short I am sleep deprived and need to catch up. So the good news is i survived and I didn't even create havoc in mikes clean world. I am very proud of myself for that. Now goodnight all.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-60253464947258194362011-10-09T14:02:00.000-07:002011-10-09T14:02:11.614-07:00Finally on the way<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdzt98nPgS-XMs89SSQlX2v-Y3bkhCLO9DSObaRM4KD_-heoH_HlxRrob1iBk9sNgwYaBLKDhD_k1Gnd4E89SdaaWYoA0iOyJHd7PP73MXYhA2bWfDPLRx9D4JorujDyps_TprYTo7Sa0/s1600/Layover+logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdzt98nPgS-XMs89SSQlX2v-Y3bkhCLO9DSObaRM4KD_-heoH_HlxRrob1iBk9sNgwYaBLKDhD_k1Gnd4E89SdaaWYoA0iOyJHd7PP73MXYhA2bWfDPLRx9D4JorujDyps_TprYTo7Sa0/s1600/Layover+logo.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After four days waiting in the yard the engine finally passed its test and I am on my way. Boy truck driving is a lot of fun. It is so much fun I feel guilt that they pay me. Not! Well wish me luck with the fuss pot. Its going to be like Oscar and Felix for the next three days.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-57205041917291587772011-10-07T21:54:00.000-07:002011-10-07T21:54:36.530-07:00NEW TRUCK ON THE WAY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCerXpT4kVZoKYce4ii_t5M0_HttUesDdOjiwPAOPkKj4tqVcs67TIV56RB2fLpzaei23rTFxwm9eIsO0uQEBLhWsqZk1K1z8EHgxN7qtEO1tkPWER7LyB7jpHeNfvuCYa6a4XMZgwJ-8/s1600/Daily+Rental+Pete+386+70+In+Sleeper+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCerXpT4kVZoKYce4ii_t5M0_HttUesDdOjiwPAOPkKj4tqVcs67TIV56RB2fLpzaei23rTFxwm9eIsO0uQEBLhWsqZk1K1z8EHgxN7qtEO1tkPWER7LyB7jpHeNfvuCYa6a4XMZgwJ-8/s320/Daily+Rental+Pete+386+70+In+Sleeper+004.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">An early Christmas this year i get a new truck soon. AH the smell of new vinyl. Oh how sweet it is.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-41246732774935436592011-10-07T21:50:00.000-07:002011-10-07T21:50:31.666-07:00Oh what fun a team run<div style="text-align: center;">I am off to run team( two drivers in a truck) oh that's SO much fun. Twenty four hours a day of driving and sleeping in a moving truck. Its a whole new layer of hell. And the topper is its not in my own truck. So I will be a guest in some one Else's little home. Good thing the driver suffers from O.C.D. and is a fuss pot about clean. That should be fun. Well its only 3000 miles so three days and then I fly home. And that is another exciting part of my job. How many long haul drivers get paid to fly around. Sometimes it feels like I am in the jet set. Maybe I should keep my pinkie up. Well happy motoring and wish me luck.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-68936901095836079402011-09-24T22:10:00.000-07:002011-09-24T22:47:35.922-07:00What happened to me?<div style="text-align: left;">Well tonight is a Saturday night and I've spent the last two hours staring into the dark and fog on a two lane road. Trying to spot moose and deer before I run into them. And it occurred to me that at one point in my life that a Saturday night used to mean something to me. When did it change? when did I stop looking forward to tonight? I came of age in the 1980's and I can remember getting gussied up and slapping on my Polo cologne and heading out with my army buddies to swoon the ladies. It never worked the night always ended with a bunch of drunks in the White Castle drive thru with an irate cab driver. But youthful optimism always had us out there the next weekend thinking our charms would work this time. So at some point that changed but when? Yes I grew up got married and had children and responsibility's. But what doesn't explain where my youthful optimism went. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">In all reality I cannot dance and never could. But once upon a time I used to be pretty good at the white man overbite. That's dancing in place while pumping your arm while bobbing your head. trust me it was big in the 80s. I wish I could reclaim the love of Saturday night. No not those nights of long ago. No not them. But a love of Saturday now. I could take my wife for a drink and do a little white man overbite. I am sure it will still have the erotic power it had years ago.The only difference is she is married to me so she will have to go home with me. So no more White Castle for me. Maybe its not to late maybe the middle aged man I see in the mirror should stop acting his age. After all we only live once.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-71956123386619717922011-09-23T20:16:00.000-07:002011-09-23T20:16:41.697-07:00American elections<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeBeeYdtiyI19ehN6LsLaniYBPevBk_yyKsGcEwsIhX06_ghU36dWsLQAOJVBzIpiOqPjBiLf0CMfL6CAnO29qBi1DfOwAPD6_DjqclVMzOZRdMkIy7MIOgQzS1LB-9Ru4NW2IbDF0ws/s1600/dontforgettovote7898.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeBeeYdtiyI19ehN6LsLaniYBPevBk_yyKsGcEwsIhX06_ghU36dWsLQAOJVBzIpiOqPjBiLf0CMfL6CAnO29qBi1DfOwAPD6_DjqclVMzOZRdMkIy7MIOgQzS1LB-9Ru4NW2IbDF0ws/s1600/dontforgettovote7898.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;">The United States presidential elections are over a year away and already they dominate the news with their belly button gazing. You would think the time money and effort would be better spent fixing the problems that exist today. Not worrying about who will be in the white house in two years. Its like fighting on the bridge of the Titanic about who will be the next captain. Unless you save the ship it doesnt mean anything. So I will get a life jacket and stay by the life boats and hope for the best. But I know we are not going to get it. When politicians are involved you know common sense is not so common.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMx3K1i4IfPe1dqwXgJtYx8-aMb8ujtkRfu-5n3w98QllqhZNeqIBAKKv8LOTdbzqcX4Tf4eBpkgShk8R2HvtFdbXapnWlFzUpnLesbTnHrRpCscqaZKdQmpwXf-ZweCfrzmghKmgYoyg/s1600/signage021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMx3K1i4IfPe1dqwXgJtYx8-aMb8ujtkRfu-5n3w98QllqhZNeqIBAKKv8LOTdbzqcX4Tf4eBpkgShk8R2HvtFdbXapnWlFzUpnLesbTnHrRpCscqaZKdQmpwXf-ZweCfrzmghKmgYoyg/s320/signage021.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1261475937526823071.post-30983291321681987602011-09-22T16:32:00.000-07:002011-09-22T16:32:45.372-07:00Going Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7motyChcUS3v8HKjIKTbvtP66bMKou5k_x9kk5-zvpA-4QXezVnR-AkiVhK9qBSLYVBNmmU0oGNp0575nxYAjetNdUgkdIsW911bMSNgPs_MEVrG5BynuHEAWr3I5kB7kGvSWtcodhA/s1600/animated+clip+art.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7motyChcUS3v8HKjIKTbvtP66bMKou5k_x9kk5-zvpA-4QXezVnR-AkiVhK9qBSLYVBNmmU0oGNp0575nxYAjetNdUgkdIsW911bMSNgPs_MEVrG5BynuHEAWr3I5kB7kGvSWtcodhA/s320/animated+clip+art.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The gods are smiling down on me and I will be heading home. Oh yes please send me that way I could use the break!!!!! All work and no play makes for a real lousy marriage. so within days I should be home and for many days I will be Dad or husband. Not hey Driver. Life is sweet.</div>donhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05617078768596116840noreply@blogger.com0