What if it Snows?

Beans, beans, and citrus fruit;
the more you eat the more you poot.
The more you poot; he better you feel.
That's why we eat them at every meal...

 

How to be successful in produce trucking:

Old boy in NC has a truck and old grain trailer. Has a brother. They talk. Bro knows of buying watermelon in FL for $.50 and selling in NY for $1.25. Old boy just asks which way is FL and leave now?

They journey down, buy a load and head back. Tear up a tire, buy a new one. Bust a radiator hose, road call to repair. Have flat or two fixed at stops along the way. Gas is higher as they go north and old truck uses more than when hauling wood at home.

Get to NYC, park on street and stick the cardboard on the tailgate. Along comes beat cop to ticket for selling on the street. They deal with car lot and rent space on his corner.

Sales are brisk for first two days, Third day they are down to about 40 melons. Been sleeping under the tarp on top of the straw with the melons. Had not cleaned up since stopping at the house on way up. Discouragement is appearing around the edges of this adventure. It clouds up and weather reports are worse. They cut the price on the sign.

By noon, have only 12 melons left. Decision is made. Drop these 12 in the parking lots dumpster and head home. Swap off and drive all night to the house in NC. Home-Sleep.

Next day is review time. Cost of melons, the new tire, the 2 flats, road service call, police ticket, parking lot rent, gas cost, and food costs is totaled up.

Money received is sorted and totaled. Time period, down 1, buying/loading 1, to NY 2,

In NY 3, home till now 1, week has gone. Earning, less expense leaves $62.80 to split.

Quiet reflection on the situation, then the brother says: Well, only one thing to do now.

Old boy sighs and says: Yes; hate to, We’ve got to put on another truck……..

 

That plus the bean discussion going on takes me to.....

Pull my finger...

 

X10

 

And it is important to know where you come from.

A young man: homeless in New Orleans, sits to rest on the steps of a mansion. Well dressed lady comes by, stops in front and asks why he is sitting there. He explains he is homeless, has no money, no craft and no future.

She tells him to come inside. Tells him it is her house; that several women live there, and periodically will go upstairs with a male guest. He is to keep count of the number of times each woman makes this journey. Simple, he can do this. She then arranges for a room for him to reside in and obtains him a decent wardrobe.

He settles in; time passes and like in all good easy things; he messes up the count.

There is HELL to pay. The PAY is all fouled up. He is tossed out on the street. He goes west, hitchhiking kind of lost and drifting. Last ride ends at a roadside intersection in Texas.

He is sitting there and this old truck comes chugging up; steaming from the hood and emitting odd noises. Driver gets out, tosses his cap on the road curses, a blue streak and begins to walk away. Intrigued he inquires. The truck is being abandoned, it is a piece of junk, has broken the owner, title is in the glove box, you want it. It is yours and walks away.

Young man steps around it; to get in the shade, and lo and behold it is loaded with watermelons. He is standing at the rear when a car stops. Driver asks how much he is charging for the melons. No fool; just young and homeless, he says $1.50. Man takes 3. He looks around in the trailer and finds a cardboard sign showing $2.00 each. Native intelligence tells him $2.00 is more than$1.50 and he relocates the sign back a little way on the ground. Cars stop, buy melons and he is sold out by noon the next day.

Hitches a ride to the next town and to a truck dealer. Describes as best he can and a mechanic rides out to see this truck. Hey, all you need is a hose, clamps, water and go. Be about $35.00 in all and I can go back, get the parts and fix you today. Deal done, he cranks and drives into town and gets a room. Next morning at breakfast he is chatting with another trucker and gets the word on where watermelons come from? FL, How to get there? This way. What do they cost? I get them for $.50 from XYX Produce in AB, FL. Here is his card, tell him I sent you.

Following the directions given, the young man travels to FL, buys a load, returns to the same area and sells. Learns he can stop shorter or travel further and still sell. Other items also can be handled. So he hires a driver; sets up a roadside stand, and prospers. Several years later he is coast to coast like Stuckey’s was. Life is good. Becomes rich and famous. Celebrity.

Cason has him on TV one night. In the course of conversation, it is revealed he never went to school, has no education at all.

Carson is astounded. Just, think, Where you would be today if you had gotten an education?

Answer: I know exactly. I’d still be keeping count in that New Orleans whorehouse.

 

That’s what I thought. Looks like one of Grandmas old pans!!

 

Truer words never spoken

 

I just trimmed up the xmas tree and brought it inside and I’m sweating. Its 54 here right now.

 

It has to just be chili, no beans. that’s the only way.