May 13th, 2007


with hurry home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye

very time I head for Memphis I think of that song. It has such a great surprise ending. Chuck, you da man.

Pssst spssppp sspppp ssssp sspppp shhhhhh sppp spsssspppp.

I've decided that should I ever incorporate, the name of my trucking company will be We Transport Freight. Naturally, that'll be just so I can have the acronym stenciled on the cab of my truck door and write checks to my creditors from WTF, Inc.

Dave is still with me, for another week or two. It's 5am and he just went to bed after driving all night and I'm taking over for the day. We're bringing a load from Mitchell, SD down to Rossville, TN just outside Memphis. It doesn't have to be there until 11am Monday, but we shall arrive sometime early this afternoon. I've already checked with dispatch and they've informed that there's no other loads I can get for a split/swap, so we have to sit on this until Monday. Maybe Dave and I could split the cost of a car rental and go check out Beale Street or Graceland or something.

Yes, I'm back.

My bank sent me my new debit/check card. Which means I have to think of all the places online where it's used for automatic billing and/or saved for purchasing things and change the card number. Pain in my ass.

Marie is only six years old, information please
Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee