Where is everyone #5

@Zeviander

 

I'd be very interested In that 3ring book.

Been chatting with a shop that's closing. I want all the shop parts and repair manuals.

 

I’ve got a Honda self propelled mower that I always had to take the carburetor apart every season and soak it. I started using ethanol shield from Home Depot and it cranked right up. It never affects my weed eater, but it’s a four stroke.

 

This is Westley CA. I'm not sure I've ever seen anything like this at this time of year

 

Ya about 80 miles away from me.

I pass that place daily going on my "black friday" runs.

 

Overlooking the Mississippi River from earlier this evening...

 

FYI, it’s not the guns they want to get rid of, it’s the goobers ( your nuts, balls, the stones, the family jewels). Starts in elementary school. They diagnose boys with ADD convince parents that something is wrong with their sons. And the meds are designed to make the boys as docile as the little girls. And suddenly everyone wants boobs and “My Little Pony”.

 

Something interesting happened yesterday. Was in a truck stop early afternoon. In the sleeper, on the phone. I hear a knock on the door. I stick my head out the sleeper, there’s some guy with a sob story. I shake my head no and give him the SHOO hand motion. He walks off to the next truck. I go back to the sleeper and my phone conversation. I hear yelling in the parking lot. A driver comes out of his truck with no shirt and shoes and confront the guy that had just knocked on my truck. I hang up the phone quickly and put my gear on. I come out of the truck and that driver comes back out of his truck dressed.

What happened?

“He took my wallet! I was in the sleeper,I saw his hand come through my window, (said in a Russian accent pointing at a Volvo.”

(Paid parking, fence and barbed wire...there’s only two ways out)

“Go that way towards the truck gate, call 911. I will head towards the truck stop.”

(This guy follows me.) Wait here and watch. If he hasn’t gotten out, he will have to come by either here,or the gate. I will get security.

I go inside and get security. Security wants a description of the perp. The driver can’t give him a description. I give a description. Security gets on the golf cart and ride around the parking lot then come back to get a statement from the driver.

(SIGH...)

Anyway, it kills me when I see or hear of drivers who do NOTHING to help themselves. How do you get through life being so freakin helpless?

 

Morning everyone!

Hope we all have a great Sunday

 

Alabama sunrise saying good morning (well good night in my case, trying to work the @ShooterK2 shift).