What a week it was

I've been in 3 different tractors. I get to do 3 more on Tues.

Tues: Drive to Nashville. Swap into day cab. Deliver load in Cincinnati. Go to Wilder KY and get a sleeper. Crash in Wilder drop yard (no amenities).

seraphina_marie, your gypsy wisdom is very useful to me.


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I had a weird dream. nbrooks and I were in the middle of a Broadway musical number in an alley. A gang stopped and rather than joining in, started a rumble. Our dancers scattered. We grabbed our gear and ducked through shops and abandoned warehouses, only to get trapped on 13th street in Rolla by a Clockwork Orange style pirate gang.

They were rabidly pro-life and insisted neither she nor I were every going to get our abortions. I raised my shirt, showed them my belly-button and said "this little scar means I'll never need one, and my lady is asexual." They then railed on what an unnatural female I was. Then a couple of them dragged the dancers back. "We caught 'em before they could get to Planned Parenthood."

I looked at the gang leader and said "you chased TWO BOYS a mile and a half to stop them from getting abortions. You're not the sharpest knife in the drawer, are you?"

Then I woke up, still laughing.

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My prom dress came today. I can't zip it. Either I bloated in the grave or I have to lose 20 lbs in 3 weeks. I'll bury it tomorrow. And hose the ground. It's not nearly as ugly as it looked on e-bay.

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Still need a pride booth.