Reply to Old Magnet:
Hi KoO,
I was wondering why it had been so quiet in the great white north. Now I know, youv'e been busy writing and running "spell check" LOL. Good luck with the new book.š š
yes old magnet, i'm not a writer but a welder and a wrench twister. plus i have to drink beer to get the stories to flow. this is what i can up with when i meet the D.O.T.
thansk
this is for my second book. rough copy.
thansk
The windy gravel road comes out to the paved highway and I turn left to head north but the scale man to the south notice me and leave the scale house in hot pursuit with the flashing lights on. That dodge truck sure must not get very good mileage the way he was driving it. When the scale man pulls me over he thinks Iām hauling an illegal load and purposely drove around the scale on the windy river road. He tells me to turn around and follow him back to the scale house to be fully checked out. This works out great because we now have a two parade happening with all the flashing lights.
At the scale house the scale man checks out my new boat and says I canāt haul scrap metal like this. All scrap metal has to be cut small and loaded in steel side trailers. My new boat is not scrap metal, Iām the King of Obsolete so what kind of a boat do you think I would be buying. This 40 foot steel boat is a classic and Iāll look good boating around on one of the five hot days of summer in my Speedo. For some reason the scale man did not like my reply because he must have had a quick vision of me in my Speedo. Then he says Iām trying to avoid the scale and driving on the river road. I told him that is where the boat was located near water and that I drove the windy river road because that is the way I was facing when I left the ladies yard. If I want to avoid the scale, I would have gone to the nudity bar until you closed the scale at quitting time and then drove right by. So off we go inside the scale house and the scale man is checking out all my paper work for wide loading my new boat. He canāt find anything wrong there so he checks out my logbook and didnāt like the way I have been filling it out. He says that it looks like someone in grade 3 has been filling it out. All I said to get him mad again was āI have 12 years of schooling doesnāt mean I have grade 12ā. The scale man keeps calling me a professional truck driver which Iām not because I have hemorrhoids and a bad back. Iām the King of Obsolete a hobbyist truck driver reliving trucking 32 years ago with this classic Screaming Ford. For some reason he did not like that response either.
Well after 2.5 hours of visiting with the scale man as I called it because he sure did go through the truck, trailer and paper work until he found something wrong. Plus he didnāt like any of my replies during that quality time with him either. I told him to write me up because anything you do will only boosted the ratings on my website. With that statement he decide to shut me down for 8 hours so that means I canāt drive or anything in that time frame. No problem since my cup of coffee is always half full and the marketing has now begun because lots of people seen my new boat on the semi trailer and recognized the Screaming Ford. I always travel with a box of my first book Cat Train Newsletters so let the sales begin. The scale man hints he would like a free book. Wrong because I have to sell these books to pay for the tickets you just gave me.
It was a busy afternoon at the scale house with everyone stopping by to see the King of Obsolete and his new boat. I just finished travelling for 2 days with the dragline known as the wedding ring on the semi and no one showed any interest. Buying this 40 foot steal boat was a good marketing move and I can tell already with all the interest it draws. I even set up the ladder so people could climb up and look inside the big boat. Since the scale man is a government employee he was gone right at quitting time. He said he would be back at 9:00 pm when my 8 hour shut down is finished. Sure enough he was back at 9:00 pm sharp and he was very surprised to see how many people were there in the dark to buy a book and see the new boat. I thanked him for this excellent marketing opportunity. For some reason he was not a happy camper, must have been because I didnāt have a book for him to buy because sales were good.