What should I do? Seriously for real.

hahaha seems I’ve built a reputation with you

 

There's strange stuff out there for sure. Back in the summer of '81, late night, I was driving up S.R. 145, between Cobleskill and Middleburgh, NY, buddy of mine was also in the cab. Coming down the hill on a long straight stretch, I saw what looked like a road flare ahead, started slowing down, something happened up there I said, got closer and realized that the "road flare" was actually about 30' or so directly above the pavement. Stopped the truck, and we both watched it for a few seconds. It then shot real fast to the left and poof it was gone. There was nothing around us except corn fields, no houses, power lines, nothing. To this day, I have no idea what that was, but we both saw it. It was bright red just like a road flare would be, that's the best way I can describe it...

 

best way to keep it is a mystery. Imagine 30 plus years later figuring out it was bs thing, and poof the magic of the encounter is no more

 

have you seen the video of the two guys in a construction zone in the day cab?? They were driving down the road and out of nowhere this lady walks right in front of them and where they “went through” her was at the driver headlight position. Hands down most convincing video.

 

if I see this I’m immediately parking my truck and running on my lambofeeties

 

Stop by , walk the lady to the restaurant , get introduced ...and change the dealer !

 

If Art Bell was still around I would say call his radio show

 

Get a Ouija Board ..

 

Where is the 30 year safety expert when we need him?

 

Creepy.

25 year. For God's sake, don't give him any more credit than he thinks he already has.

Had a 25 year old hand in the oilfield with forty years of experience. "How'd you get 40 years experience, but you're only 25 years old???"

"Overtime."

Edit: It's obviously just a joke, but he actually told me that. He was all guts and no quit. One of my better hands. I could beat that kid, and beat him, and his attitude never wavered. Months later I told him how good he was doing, and he said: "That means a lot since when I first met you, you told me I was a piece of #### that would never make it." God the nostalgia. I had a few hands that I will just always remember.