Winnemucca To You Too!

I am suffering here in Winnemucca, NV, getting ready to head the remainder of the way to Grantsville, UT. This run is sorta slow with the Grantsville drop tomorrow morning and the second drop at Loveland, Colorado on the morning of the ninth. I am not too worried about it as I usually complain when they give me loads that a bag full of amphetemine would not help on. I can deal with this...read a book, watch some TV and dig my freaking eyes out. No, this is not really bad. And I am liking this ugly, warthog of a truck. I am now naming this truck my Mexican House truck. That is not a bang on the Mexicanos among us. It is fact. The traditional Mexican adobe house (what, did you think that I was going to use a traditional Tijuana house?) has thick earthen walls that are rather drab, yet inside is warm and cosy and probably smells wonderful if there is Mexican food cooking. I do not have room for a Mexican cook in this house either...maybe a steno burner and a saucepan. The sleeper is much more livable than in that piece of crap peter eater peter car I was stuck in. The Kennywhopper is quieter down the road, has more places for my crap, is roomier, has windows, has a table for my computer and a place to store it and plug it in and has no dents or smashes. The aluminum is well taken care of as well. I like it. The only down fall I can see is that the horn will honk if you look at it too hard and the Jake and cruise and interrupters are on the steering wheel and will take some getting used to. All and all, a good truck. I just won't hold my breath waiting for anyone to approach me with compliments for the nice looking truck. I can deal with that. Dedication;]