Happy Happy Havre

Here in Havre, Mt, having my Schwans first drop unloaded and looking at the weather map on the computer with apprehension. There is snow moving in and I have three more stops at Great Falls, Conrad and Kalispell, Montana. The last drop worries me as there are some rather dicey roads on that route as well as a mountain pass or two as I recall. Well, I will just proceed like I always do and if it gets too nasty, I will let someone know about it and keep myself safe. That is the plan, and as the saying goes...the best battle plans seldom make it to the battle field. We will see...

I have been doing some shopping as I have to work and shop at the same time. Sorry honey, I will not be able to get that deep freeze as you wanted as it will not fit in the sleeper. I tried, honest. I have most of it that was to take place on the Internet done and that is in the hands of the tailgating, surly UPS drivers. What can Brown do for you? Rear end your slow ass if you don't get the #$@!! out of the @#$*!ing way. It is a wonder that the stuff we send makes it at all with some of the driving skill displayed by the boring brown idiots. Want to hear a good one?

I was listening to Dave Nemo and a postal semi driver called to say that he was hauling 390 pounds of priority mail to Houston from Charlston. They had nothing ready for his return trip to Charlston but they did have a load full for Atlanta. The driver offered to haul this load as it was on his way and he was going to be deadheading anyway. He was told that his company had a contract with USPS for Charlston to Houston only and that another truck would have to be hired to do the load that did have the contract. USPS efficiency at work. By the way, this drivers company has a contract that pays $2.05 per mile, loaded or empty. Your tax dollars pay for that guy to dead head all that way. Isn't it great? Something to think about when your letters cost .41 cents a pop to send...Gotta to and get ready for the Great Falls part of the run. Dedication:0

Sitting at the Beach

I am here in Beach, ND...what did you expect? I know there are those that are stupid enough to try to get a truck on the beach and all that. If you know of such a place, let me know and I will join your silly self and go swimming. I am on my way to Montana for a northern tour across highway 2 for four Schwans drops. I am thrilled, as all it will take is one good snow storm and I will not get home for Christmas. Christmas, you hear that you boner biting rag heads with Al Quaeda? Christ, and Christmas...you sand losers had better hope we do not decide to have a holy war of our own. Oh, I know what you are thinking...but I just love to stir the pot. Now, I have a cross to burn...

Anyway, I have to get after it as I have 354 miles to go by tomorrow at noon. I think I will make it. Peace, Love, Understanding. Dedication :/

Santa Claus Is Coming To Town...Please Don't Hit Him

Another Texas road sign that is truly a sign of the times. People are so darn impatient. I just think that if Jesus were to return to Earth and be somehow unlucky enough to land in Texas, well he just wouldn't last very long as a pedestrian. That is, unless he managed to bring a large "I am the Son Of God" sign. A matter of minutes and he would be sequestered by the ACLU to a deep, dark, dungeon where he would be cleansed of all the offending attributes that religious icons seem to carry o' plenty.

Anyway, on to more serious things. I am here in Sioux Falls, South Dakota and I am truly scared. I mean these streets are truly mean. There was even a traffic jam. The light turned green and it was over but there really has to be some excitement here. Everyone here is so drab during the winter. It is as though the whole persona is about winter suffering. It is 30 deg and sunny and all I have to say is that it could be one hell of a lot worse.

I just delivered a load of Coors to a distributor in Sioux and have taken my trailer to a Pizza supply house in Sioux Falls. Now Bret wants me to get that trailer loaded and then be bop over to the Pilot and drop it off and then go back to John Morrell and pick up an empty and then go to Marshall, MN and do the whole load up thing all over again. I am working on a compromise where I leave my empty trailer at Orion, pick up another empty trailer at John Morrell and hop, skip and jump my way up to Marshall, MN for a load of Schwans stuff. Going where, I have no Idea yet. We shall see how this all plays out. gotta go for now. Dedication.;0