A bunch of useless crap
Published on November 21, 2007 By MasonM In Blogging
Despite my best efforts I won't be making it home for Thanksgiving. Things just didn't play out for it to happen. Oh well. I guess It'll be a truckstop Thanksgiving meal this year. Won't be the first time.

I am currently sitting in KY waiting to see if dispatch is going to be able to find me something out of here. As many places are closing up shop early today it's highly doubtful they will be able to do so. I am hoping they'll just tell me to dead-head back to the yard in WI.

It's raining here but unseasonably warm. There is a cold front coming down though and if I head north I know I'll be running into snow at some point. It's that time of year.

If they send me back to the yard I'll probably stop at a truckstop just north of Indy. It has a bar next door and that seems as good a place as any to spend the evening. It's only about 3 hours from here. I was there last night and the bartender told me she expects the place to be pretty busy tonight. Sounds like a good time to me, and better than just sitting around in a truckstop.

I'll probably wind up getting a room some time tonight or tomorrow if I can find one at a reasonable rate. Holidays tend to be rather expensive when it comes to hotels. Worse case I'll wait until I get back to the yard where we have a set rate with the hotel there.

For now I'll just sit and watch it rain while waiting for the phone to ring.


Comments
on Nov 21, 2007

Sorry you couldn't make it home for the holiday, but hope you have a great one regardless.  Hopefully you'll make the trip home soon though and get a chance to see friends and family (and familiar places).

on Nov 21, 2007
May serendipity find you tomorrow, Mason, and in a most unexpectedly pleasant way.


I concur.
on Nov 22, 2007

Sorry you couldn't make it home for the holiday, but hope you have a great one regardless.  Hopefully you'll make the trip home soon though and get a chance to see friends and family (and familiar places).




Thanks. Such is the trucking life.
on Nov 22, 2007

I won't say I'm sorry you didn't make it home until I hear you had a horrible time 'out there' tomorrow, lol. One of the bestest thanksgivings I ever had was at a truckstop in Vermont, a little bitty one where my poor dog, Muttley, (may she r.i.p. for she was a damn good truckin' pooch, as well as a harley-rider) took a skunk shot full in the face while romping in the woods that flanked this rural truckstop on three sides.

My ex and I were the proud owners of a brand new truck at the time, and I mean BRAND spanking new, a 1989 White/GMC/Vulva (spelling intentional) conventional with a 425 cat/13 speed fuller, nicely equipped with an integrated sleeper entirely covered in *very* gay blue velour.

Haha, as much as we loved her, we were NOT enthused about letting her back in the truck! OMG she stank, she reeked, her putridity knew no boundaries and a mere trot-by brought tears to grizzled truckers eyes, grew hair when none had grown before, and would cause sterility if inhaled at close range.

But what could we do? It was cold out, oh so cold, and the only 'remedy' inside this little place was equally cold V8 juice, which we immediately bought several quarts of and began to soak her down, out near the pumps where the water hose could be had to rinse her off with when the horrid deed was done.

Poor Muttley, she was growing icicles on her fuzzy pantaloons.

The owner of the place took note, took pity, and came to our rescue, allowing us to walk this REEKING dog right through the dining room (where a good dozen or so not-too-happy-truckers were scarfing down a generic turkey dinner) in order to access the trucker's lounge, where another half dozen were nodding off or watching football, in order to take her into the showers, hahah.

Oh man, we washed that dog, we scrubbed that dog, we doused her with every acidic liquid we could find upstairs in the store. We got soaked in the process, and hadn't grabbed our own shower bags in our haste, and the end result was a soggy walk of semi-shame back through the lounge, dining room, and store, presumeably to spend the rest of the day (and the weekend) quarantined in our truck (with a still alarmingly stinky and now wet dog) where we could cause no more offense.

Hehe, it was not to be, though. The owner vacated the downstairs lounge area, invited us AND OUR DOG back in, and served us up a passable thanksgiving dinner on a scarred old coffee table previously reserved for boots.

On the house.

I could tell you about the rest of the weekend, but im sure you catch my drift. We had a wonderful time, to say the least. May serendipity find you tomorrow, Mason, and in a most unexpectedly pleasant way.



great story. Such is trucking, ya just never know WTF is gonna happen.
on Nov 22, 2007

May serendipity find you tomorrow, Mason, and in a most unexpectedly pleasant way.




I concur.



thanks
on Nov 22, 2007

It is a beautiful 75 today.  With a strong wind.  Tomorrow night, it is supposed to go down to 25.  Our first hard freeze!  So yea, I guess it can be snowing up north!

Sorry you cannot spend the day with your mother.  I called mine last night and talked to her for a couple of hours.  Since it is only going to be her and my aunt, they are roasting a chicken.

on Nov 22, 2007

It is a beautiful 75 today.  With a strong wind.  Tomorrow night, it is supposed to go down to 25.  Our first hard freeze!  So yea, I guess it can be snowing up north!


Sorry you cannot spend the day with your mother.  I called mine last night and talked to her for a couple of hours.  Since it is only going to be her and my aunt, they are roasting a chicken.




Thanks. I made it to WI tis afternoon and checked into the hotel. As all of the restaurants here are closed I had to settle for picking up some smoked turkey breast, swiss cheese, and bread.