Trucking can be like a bad marriage...

Hello...off work now...more on that later...

But since returning home...I started cleaning...and have had it on my mind for the longest time to get rid of a lot of 'stuff'...older clothing that I haven't worn in months or even years, and that I doubt I ever will...


That's all fine and dandy until you actually start sorting through your stuff...from clothes, to just 'junk'...hundreds of items that you will never use ever again...but some how hanging on to them gives ya comfort...

Everyone has a junk drawer or many, just filled with items...



Hundreds of small items that you never use, but at the same time, don't want to get rid of...
Cause you know the old saying...'As soon as you get rid of it, that's when you'll need it'....

So maybe I'll just put it all in a box, take a photo of it, and sell it on E-Bay...$$...

Like a grab bag of junk items...$20 bucks a box...depending on what's inside...

Not bad idea...

Anyhow...to more personal things like clothing, as the title says, even though you might not wear it anymore...it's still hard to get rid of...if you wore it, it's a part of you...and getting rid of old clothing feels like when you had to get rid of your first teddy bear ever...



What's the matter? you don't love me anymore?
Did I do something wrong? I thought we were friends...
I promise I'll change, just don't throw me away...
Don't put me in that lonely box, and then dump me into
a junk bin...
I promise I won't bother you, just set me aside somewhere and I'll
leave you alone...I just want to rest in peace without being destroyed...

Ok, it's very very hard for me to get rid of anything cause that's what I hear when I do...so I get sad...and make up an excuse to keep it...

Like that movie 'A night at the museum'...

It's as if after a while, the stuff that you own developes a personality, and gets a soul...

Well, I suppose that's what storage is for...but even that can become crammed full of stuff...then what?

Bottom line, some stuff just needs to go...it's only fabric...

Conscious: Keep it, some of those styles will never come back in again...and those shorts you like to wear, the ones that are really short...those are a novelty item now...you might want to wear those again some day, and where will you find them?

: Get rid of the garbage boy, who do you think you are hanging onto that stuff...it's junk...you'll never wear it again, your not the President, you'll never have a Presidential library...no one will ever care what you wore in the past...get rid of it and free your mind of the past...

Hmm....

 

Last post for the night...



I am really having to recondition myself to this m-f schedual...it's odd...

For those of you who have never done the whole over the road thing, or military thing, or any other thing out of the mainstream...a m-f schedual is something you covet...but once you get it, you really have to re adjust to it...

Your whole life is built around small pockets of 'off time'...you don't really plan anything, you just make the most of your 'off time'...cause your never around long enough to plan...

You don't plan, you cram....

You learn to cram everything you need to do in those short off time windows, and then your gone again...can be addictive to some...

It's been ages since I've had the whole m-f thing...it's been so underworld for me, struggle, this and that...

It's like being Eddy, on the howling, and trying not to transform...



It's like your transformation is your protection, your shield, from a lot of things...
It almost becomes an excuse for failure...

But one day, you find yourself back on a mainstream schedule, and you find you have to adjust, ever so carefully...to fit back into that niche...

Sounds weird, I know...and yes I do have a nack of maybe over dramatizing things...but that's so people can understand what I'm trying to say or express...

Almost like a soldier returning from Nam or Afganistan...one minute your in the trenches, the next minute your at a shirt and tie family picnic...

But lurking just beneath the surface, waiting for an excuse to come out...is that 'spirit'...that spirit that helped you survive in the jungle, or desert...that spirit that helped get you by when no one else was there for you...
It's not evil, just rugged...



Use to pain, abnormalty, and hardship...

Then one day, someone brings you a rose....

And you don't know whether to believe it or not, if they, the opportunity is genuine or not...cause your not use to that...you instead expect the floor to open up anytime, and to be dropped back into the underworld realm...where you need this face to survive...



A world where your use to being scarred up and bruised, insulted, humiliated, and even bruised...but none the less, a world you have some what become familuar with.

And that's the sad part...that there are many out there like that...not that their bad, it's just their more use to pain and destruction, than they are with health and rejuvination...

Many have had it worse than I, and I've walked with such souls, heard their stories, watched them cry, and even laugh...

And after such a walk, you carry that with you...them, their struggles, their pains, hopes and joys...and they are forever a part of you...

Not the 'bad' ones, just the misfortunate ones...there's a difference...a big difference...

There are a lot of good, well intintioned souls out there, who just for whatever reasons seem to struggle at every stage through life...maybe they were adopted, abused, neglected, maybe death in the family, harraced at work, attacked on the streets, traumatized during war...who knows...

Any how...I can't forget them...cause I'm kind of still one of them...a well intentioned soul who's path just seems to be laced with whatever...

I, we, trudge on anyways...continueing down the path...until I, we, get to that spot...or die trying...

 

Know that I mean well, even though I don't always feel well...

The body is sometimes weak, but the spirit is always willing...

Goodnight...

 

We have it harder than most...
Blue collar people don't really need recreation exercise...work is exercise enough..



6-8 hours, or more, of labor, is far more exercise than you'll ever get in a 30 gym workout...

A good 30-60 minute nap is in good order after work, to rejuvinate yourself for your off time...

Many white collar workers are in such a hurry to go climb a mountain during the weekend, or hike 50 miles across a canyon...



Why?
Cause many sit around all week in a office, building up energy, and come the weekend want to push their bodies to the limits...

Well heck, if you want to push your body to the limit, just trying laying sod for 4-8 hours...
Or hanging sheet rock or roofing, or cutting trees down or collecting garbadge all day...where you have to mount and unmount from the truck up to 1000 times...

Or unloading trucks all day by hand...in hot trailer..

By the time you get off of work...you will no longer feel like climbing Mt Rainer anymore...you'll just want to collapse in a nice cool bath water...and just lay there as your muscles loosen up...

Speaking of Mt Rainer...for the hippie cowboy old timer types, do you remember this commercial??

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Just got back from shopping...where I phycologicaly & verbally confronted a mean looking, acting, armed security guard...



They kept staring at and towards my person...

Well they just kind of caught me in the wrong mood...

I was shopping at one of those cheap discount grocery stores...

So to begin with I was already frustrated that they carried such cheap, off bran items...they had nothing...I should of went to Publix or Winn-Dixie...

And then once up front to check out, they only had one cashier working...so there was a line...and at the front of that isle stood this armed, mean, no smile, security guard, who kept eyeing the custimors...



Well, they eyed me one to many times, and I couldn't help myself...
So when they walked outside, pretending to be a 'black water security agent'...

I said this out loud to the other custimors...()

'What, is that security guard planning on shooting someone over some bottled water? Why do they need a armed security guard staring down paying custimors?'...

Then the security guard walked back into the store and I blurted out..

'Do you ever smile?'...

In which he responded "Only when warrented"...

In which I replied "Heck, I was in the.......and it wasn't that bad"...

And then proceeded to say aloud...

'There's no need to stare down custimors like that, people just trying to be food and all...(and I said some other things about my past that I won't share on here...good stuff, just private)...()

Any how...after putting myself and the security guard in the spot light infront of all the custimors...as I was leaving..I told everyone to have a good 4th of July and to keep their head up...and left...

It kind of reminded me of that news scene in New Orleans, after the flood, when they brought in that new general...and armed convoys (soldiers) were patroling the streets in troop transports...

And the general had had enough and told them to 'stand down'...
They, the soldiers, had their guns armed and aimed at victims of the flood, their mentalities were set that the citizens of America were the enemies...and finally that new hot shot general guy had just had enough and told them to stand down...

And it's like they, the soldiers, just suddenly snapped out of it, and realized they were there to help these survivors, not terrorize them...

(All the looters and bad guys had long since fled or been dealt with)....it's quite a scene, maybe I can find it on youtube...

Anyhow...it's like I did the same in the store...I broke the 'chazim' between ordinary shopping people, and this armed security guard who was acting like he was guarding the Taliban...

Continued on next post...

 

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And this second video is the one where he tells the troops 'Weapons down!'...

The weapons were being pointed at women and battered children and elderly...and the general just swept in with common sense, compasion and love...I miss his type of leadership in the military, or anywhere else...

I removed video, cause it didn't have the footage I wanted, I'll look for it later..

I guess you could say I did a 'General Honore' in that store today towards that security guard...and as a consequence, made the down troddin custimors feel better about themselves...

 

Yes it's Saturday...some consider it the Sabbath...either way, for most of us it's a day off from work...a time to relax, reflect and get caught up on personal stuff...

Somethings I plan on doing today are..

1. Calling that discount grocery store back, and expressing my concerns with them about having ill mannered, hostile security guards with guns, staring down custimors as they buy peanut butter or Frosted Flakes cereal...

Their job is not to harrass custimors, there job is to provide security, be a deterant for any would be thieves or robbers...and you don't do that by making every single custimor inside that store feel as if they're a prisoner at Guantonimo Bay Cuba...
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If these security guards are just itching for a fight, let them join the Army and go to Afganistan, there's plenty of fight over there for them...

2. To work on developing a online store, that I mentioned in the 'Alternative trucking career thread'...I'm serious about that...labour is not an efficiant way of earning money anymore...no one has ever labored their way to riches, can't be done...

3. And a bit of yard maintanance...and other recreational tasks...

Other than that, not much planned...
Could go out of town and visit somewhere...but going out of town these days takes a lot of money...
By the time you pay for gas, food, and other misc spending items, we're talken $150-$200 bucks spent say on a 260 mile round trip.

After I call this store, I'll let you know how the conversation went...

People know I don't needlessly tolerate in store harracement...it's not something I take lightly, expecially when they're taking your money, while at the same time calling you a pig...

With me that doesn't fly...

Back shortly...

 

Making call to grocery store now...



Ok....the call actually went better than I thought it would...

The manager didn't sit there and insult me with lame justifications and stuff, like some do...

Instead this manager totally understood my concern, as if they themselves were troubled by this overly aggressive security guard also...

He, the manager, promptly said he'd take care of it...

And even the manager understood that conducting good, effective security doesn't mean intimidating all the well intitioned custimors, to the point where they don't want to come back and the store looses revenue, rather it means deploying other types of non threatening serveilance...

I stand up, so others don't have to...

I walk up to, when others choose to walk away...

It's a comet, no, it's a plane, no it's...it's the 'Ghost child'...



Forever fighting for justice, peace, and honor, within a fallen world...

 

Hello...



Hello everyone...or few...

Hello Bumpyi49, hello U4EA...

Anyhow...I started selling stuff online...why not...right now I'm selling 3 radios I no longer use...a mangnum, galaxy and cobra 29 classic...just don't need them so why not sell them...but the magnum and galaxy have issues...but still, it's over $600.00 in radios I'm willing to let go for $120 bucks or less...

I've got lot's of other stuff to sell also...first I'll see how this goes...



Don't tell me I wasn't a serious trucker for a while...when I was, I only believed in the best...
Your looking at over $600 dollars in radios here...and mics...not including antenas..

But I just don't need it anymore...it's just metalic art now...and don't have the mindset to want to fix them...

The Magnum was very fine...powerful...but didn't have it hooked up right or peeked with antena...that's a no no with the higher end radios...

I was a true road hound once upon a time...a sexy one at that...

 

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Hello everyone, or few...hope all are doing well!!

Life is short, so live long and strong!!

Original song by Al Jarou...but not original video...but the happy theme is still correct...(smile)...

Anyhow...life goes on...and if your reading this, your alive...be glad, rejoice, and make the most of the day...

Cause I care if no one else does...

I care about all the rejects, as well as those in the mainstream who hurt us...

The other day, while at work...some Navy Tom Cat jets flew over head, they were doing low level 'show off' manuevers...(I was so jelious)...and felt so so small...



I was like 'wow, their up there doing that, and I'm down here moving boxes'...

Oh well...it is what it is...at least I still have spirit...

And may those brave warriors in those jets go on to live the perfect life I never had...

Anyways...got some chores to do...
Back shortly....