Truckstop Life at it's, umm, well, truckstop life.
I am sitting at the Flying J truckstop in Gilette, Wyoming. I have been sitting here since friday afternoon. I would love to write that I have been having a really exciting time here, but this isn't a work of fiction so I won't.
Yesterday, in an effort to conserve dearly expensive diesel fuel, I kept my engine shut down. It was reasonably comfortable so I really saw no need to waste the precious smelly liquid. I spent the day playing around on the computer. I have been trying for some time now to get my stupid WiFi card to work in Linux to no avail. Just my luck I had to buy the single most difficult card in the world to configure in Linux.
After much screaming, cursing, and gnashing of teeth I gave up on that little project for the time being for the sake of my alleged sanity. I contented myself to surfing the web using the Micro$oft Xp side of my computer. Did I mention my computer has a split personality, and that one side hates me while the other side well, it hates me too. But I digress.
In the evening it was starting to get colder so I decided to start up the truck so as to have some heat. Not even so much as an attempt to turn over. Just a few relay clicks. Stupid truck has four batteries and they were dead. I had been using my computer all day and that power inverter does draw a fair amount of currnet. So I suppose I am the stupid one, not the poor innocent machine.
I found a driver to give me a jump start and had heat for the night.
When I awoke this morning I was greeted with a steady downfall of that nasty white precipitation I call "that damned white shit", but is more commonly referred to simply as "snow". Well, it has snowed steadily all day. I refueled the truck so that I could maintain a comfortable temperature inside while it was cold and snowing outside.
So I have remained camped out in my rig all weekend looking forward to being able to make the delivery here and move on to the next stop. And watching it snow. And snow. And snow.............