I’m about to go to bed. Christ. How did it get to be 5:28am? I visited Dawg yesterday. I wanted to drop by and say hello. I haven’t seen him or Lea in a long, long time. It’s literally been years since I’ve seen Lea. I’m not much of a friend, I guess. I keep… Continue reading Dawg's Cat Bass
I’m about to go to bed. I started out well enough, around midnight, intending to delete my Playboy Online account. Somehow or another, I wound up nabbing some pictures and never got around to deleting the account. Is there subliminal messaging radiating from their web site or what?
My wife is a wonderful woman. Today we picked up my Carlo Robelli 12-string bass from Sam Ash in Charlotte, and I am still somewhat humble that Mara is so good to me. Any other woman would have flipped if their man had bought another bass. Mara not only did not mind, but let me… Continue reading Carlo Robelli 12-String Bass
Lebanon, Indiana. I just stopped here at the Flying J to get a drink. I realized while I was in the store that I just don’t give a fuck and I’m in no real hurry. More on this later.
What a fucked up company we work for. We had a flat tire on our trailer last night while Mara was driving. She noticed this when she stopped in Hebron, Indiana to fuel, and went across the street to the Flying J shop. She called Breakdown at U.S. Xpress and had to argue with them… Continue reading Fighting U.S. Xpress
Okay. I’m depressed. I weighed today. I haven’t lost any more weight. I’m puzzled by this. I’ve been sticking to Atkins faithfully, but I haven’t lost any more weight in a month. I got off to a great start, losing 15 pounds during my fist month. But since then … nothing. I’ve been thinking about… Continue reading Depressed. Fat And Depressed.
More Southerner bashing. I was listening to the XM Comedy channel on XM Radio. They were doing a Stand-Up Sit-Down segment with comedian Will Durst. For those who aren’t familiar with Mr. Durst, he’s a political comedian and a funny guy. Anyway, the segments hosts were Sonny Fox and Joel Haas. During the course of… Continue reading More Southerner Bashing
Another Tuesday. Mara is down at the truck stop, getting the truck ready to go. I’m tinkering around. I didn’t get anything done last night. I wound up watching The Last Temptation of Christ. It’s the first time that I’ve seen it. I was very surprised. I really don’t see what all the fuss was… Continue reading Another Tuesday
Mama saw Chip Childers today. I don’t know that I’ve ever mentioned Chip in these pages. Chip is, or was, my step-brother, son of my step-father, James A. Childers. Mama saw him at First National Bank. She had gone by to make a deposit, and Childers Roofing (which Chip is running now) was doing some… Continue reading Fuck Chip Childers
We put one of the Carlo Robelli 12-string basses on lay-away with Sam Ash in Charlotte today (over the phone). We were going to wait, but I decided that I specifically wanted the bass that I had played. So we called Dave Vergato at the Charlotte Sam Ash. He’s sort of become our designated contact… Continue reading Laid Away A 12-String Bass