Ever since Lord Otra transcended up to Val Haul-uh he has communicated with me through visions and dreams. This morning, while sitting in the fuel aisle at Flying Pilot waiting for someone to finish taking a dump and clear the path so I could be on my way, Lord Otra appeared to me in a sparkling vision. Or it may have just been the sunrise shimmering through a construction fence. Either way, I got the message.

There are two breeds of trucker; the first is, as Red Hot Mess fondly refers ...

This morn they.... Well, I guess now it's yesterday morn, they tell me to bring my load to a drop yard for relay. Since I was, for all intents and purposes, abandoned, I had an early lunch with an old classmate in San Marcos. Was good to see him again.

I eased on over to Converse where I still sit. Hmmm. This is the life.

A guy picked up a trailer next to me and we talked for a minute. He's a Lil bit upset as well. Said he's supposed to be home this weekend..... In ...

Meh. I wasted a few hours sitting in San Antonio trying to get the mess with the shipment sorted out. Bah!

We have a new system that requires a learning curve for everybody. Cool, I get that. I'm not mad at anyone over it. I've seen my DBL racking his head trying to learn what to do and juggle several drivers. It's tough multitasking. I understand.

What I DON'T understand is how something simple gets turned into stupid. In short, "what do you want me to do with ...

Got my wheels turning this morn. Forgot El Paso is in another time zone, so I was a lil early on delivery. Got another assignment before arrival.

International put me in the toughest spot to hit, but I scored with only a few of my free pull ups and no sweat.
Then I waited for over an hour before I saw someone wondering the yard. I asked if they forgot me. Shift change, probably so. Eventually they got me finished and I headed down the street to the next place for a drop & ...