Heavy Haul Miscellaneous Thoughts, Ideas and Questions

I was a coaster in school as well, only doing enough to maintain a "c" average. I got my CDL when I was 16 and from there on I went to school part time and worked full time for my parents. I had an English teacher that told me I was stupid for working and not worrying more about school until I asked her to compare pay checks, that shut her up when mine for two weeks was almost double hers for a month. In my mind every hour spent in that classroom was 26 dollars out of my pocket and that pissed me off. Halfway thru my junior year I bought my first winch truck and lowboy and still tried to go to school but by the end of the first quarter of my senior year I was working so much I just couldn't find the time for school so I transferred into a work program at a different high school and got all the credits I needed the first time I showed a pay stub, the vice principle of the school was flabbergasted that 200 hours was for the previous two weeks and not the previous two months. I graduated with a class full of kids I'd never even met. I wish now that I'd've stayed in school instead working so much or at least saved some of that money instead of pissing it away on beer and stupid ####.

 

Yeah they are.

Well, you guys answered a question for me. We did flock together. My friend Marvin, chose for himself to be a window licker. Not the school, not his parents...it was his choice. If he had wanted the lights left on, nobody could have turned his lights off. He opted for a path of least resistance.

It appears that in the zombie apocalypse, it's not a government lab that causes the zombie virus, but people realizing that its easier to deal with the world by turning off the switch in your head and becoming a Braindead. The wide gate and the broad road.

I now realize why I like this forum so much.

 

Remember the first Predator movie...with Arnold Swartzeneggar, Jesse the Body, Carl Weathers and Bill Duke? Screw the predator part, those guys were cool! Everyone was different, had a different skill and method (weapon of choice). The Indian was the scout with the big machete, could see everything. Jesse had big gun. Duke was his brother from another mother, the geek guy with the tommygun grenade launcher and the turn coat Weathers.

"But Six, they all got killed but one!"

So did the "300", so did the 13 Warriors, so did the 49 Ronin.

Even if it's a suicide mission, if the guys you're running with are cool, might as well go with them.

 

Good stories indeed. I hated highschool, it was absolute hell for me. I never did any homework ever, I refused, yet somehow managed to not fail anything. I ended up securing an apprenticeship for General Machinist long before graduating (while working there part time during the week and another place part time on the weekends). How about that eh?

 

I was in carpentry class in high school, the carpentry teacher had a extended illness so they put us in with the masonry class until our teacher got back. They had gotten the masonry class to build a new concrete dumpster pad behind the school. We were having to dig a level spot into a bank with shovels and it was tough going. Noticing the masonry teacher was getting frustrated with the progress we were making, I asked him if the school would be willing to pay to at least get the pad leveled off. He called the Principle and they decided they would pay. I told him I'd take care of it if he would let me leave school for a few minutes. He agreed and I drove straight to the local rental place, ordered a Bobcat to be delivered to the school, and I leveled off the pad. I don't recall what the rental cost was but after I billed the school I do remember I had several hundred dollars left over to put in my pocket, all on school time. That's the kind of person I've always been, trying to make a dollar wherever I can.

I remember in 5th grade I figured out I could buy pieces of candy for 5 cents and sell it at snack time for 25 cents. I'd get my Mom to carry me by the store on the way to school and I'd stock up on 5 cent candy to sell at snack time. I remember the teacher thought it was cute until one of my classmates saw how much money I was raking in (for a 5th grader) and decided to be my competition. It started out as a price war that turned pretty nasty and the teacher had to put a end to it all.

 

Sorry to interrupt but I've been running a 4 axle Pete with a 3 axle 55ton fountain with a 4th flip axle. We are looking at getting a spreader bar for it but what I'm wondering is how do you back with it loaded. Thanks.

 

I know our spreader bar has a locking pin for backing.

 

What if your your not straight enough to lock the pin in? Like if your 4 th axle is at a 45.

 

You pull forward to straighten it?

 

Maybe I worry to much but what if you just made a turn on to a dead end and can't pull forward. Sorry for all the questions just don't wanna get myself in a bind.