Month: July 2009

  • Song Names From Only One Artist.........Sweet Baby James

     
     
    This is making the rounds on Facebook. Thought I'd kill some time by bringing it over to Xanga!
     
    Using only SONG NAMES from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions (Wikipedia is your friend). Pass it on to 25 people and include me. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think. So is tagging 25 people.

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    Pick Your Artist:
    James Taylor
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    Are you male or female?
    Handy Man

    Describe yourself:
    One Man Dog

    How do you feel about yourself?
    Isn't It Nice to Be Home Again

    Describe where you currently live:
    Hey Mister, That's Me up on the Jukebox

    If you could be anywhere, where would you be?
    Carolina in My Mind

    Your favorite form of transportation:
    Riding on a Railroad

    Your best friend(s) is/are:
    Sweet Baby James

    Your favorite color is:
    Steamroller Blues

    What's the weather like?
    Fire and Rain

    Favorite Time of Day:
    Another Grey Morning

    If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?
    Bartender's Blues

    What is life to you?
    That Lonesome Road

    What is the best advice you have to give?
    Stand and Fight

    If you could change your name, what wouldit be?
    Mud Slide Slim and the Blue Horizon

    Your favorite food is:
    Baby Buffalo

    Thought for the Day:
    Love Has Brought Me Around

    How I would like to die:
    Never Die Young

    My soul's present condition:
    Hard Times

    My motto:
    Whenever You're Ready


  • Trespassers!

     

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    Don't know where he came from, but he was here when I opened the doors this morning.

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    Cute, isn't he?

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    With all the truck traffic around here I didn't want to just set him outside, so I took him over across the road and set him (or her) on the bank leading down to the creek.

    I'll keep an eye on him and if he starts back across the road, I'll chunk him IN the creek.

     For his own good!

     

    Was doing my lot check after lunch and flushed these guys out.

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    Two of them stopped at the edge of the lot, so I rolled my window down and very, very slowly drove up to about twenty feet away from them.

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    Damn things are just almost tame! But, they're a big nuisance. Almost hit one as I turned into the lot last week. It stopped right in the middle of the road, and stood there looking at me. Had to blow the horn and drive towards it befor it would budge.

    Lucky for them, I don't bowhunt anymore!

     

     

  • A Visit from the Belle of Cincinnati

     

     

    I love living on this old river. There's always something going on, a constant flow of life up and down her waters.

    Today, whilst on my evening beer and lottery run, I saw this from the Kentucky side.

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     I had a little time to kill, so I headed on over to Ironton, Ohio to get some pics.

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    She's the Belle of Cincinnati. It's the first time I've seen her docked here.

    I've seen the Delta Queen, the Mississippi Queen, the American Queen, the Belle of Louisville, taken excursions on the Becky Thatcher and the W.P. Snyder Jr., and had dinner on the Mike Fink, but this was a first for this girl.

    Thinking about going over tomorrow and checking ticket prices for the lunch cruise!

     

     

     

  • Confession is good for the soul

     

     

    CONFESSIONS 


     Confessional

    A married Irishman went into the confessional and said to his priest, 'I almost had an
    affair with another woman.' 
    The priest said, 'What do you mean, almost?' 
    The Irishman said, 'Well, we got undressed and rubbed together, but
    then stopped.' 
    The priest said, 'Rubbing together is the same as putting it in. You're
    not to see that woman again. For your penance, say five Hail Mary's and
    put $50 in the poor box.' 
    The Irishman left the confessional, said his prayers, and then walked over to the poor box. 
    He paused for a moment and then started to leave. 
    The priest, who was watching, quickly ran over to him saying, 'I saw
    that. You didn't put any money in the poor box!' 
    The Irishman replied, 'Yeah, but I rubbed the $50 on the box, and
    according to you, that's the same as putting it in!' 

     

     
    Lemon Squeeze 
    There once was a religious young woman who went to Confession.
    Upon entering the confessional, she said, 'Forgive me, Father, for
    I have sinned.' 
    The priest said, 'Confess your sins and be forgiven.' 
    The young woman said, 'Last night my boyfriend made mad,
    passionate love to me seven times.' 
    The priest thought long and hard and then said, 'Squeeze seven
    lemons into a glass and then drink the juice.' 
    The young woman asked, 'Will this cleanse me of my sins?' 
    The priest said, 'No, but it will wipe that smile off of your face.'

     
     Keep going....

     

     
    Donation 
    Father O'Malley answers the phone. 'Hello, is this Father O'Malley?' 
    'It is!' 
    'This is the Tax Dept. Can you help us?' 
    'I can!' 
    'Do you know a Ted Houlihan?' 
    'I do!' 
    'Is he a member of your congregation?'
     'He is!'  
    'Did he donate $10,000 to the church?' 
    'He will.'

     

     
    Confession 
    An elderly man walks into a confessional. The following
    conversation ensues: 
    Man: 'I am 92 years old, have a wonderful wife of 70 years, children,
    grandchildren, and great grandchildren.  Yesterday, I picked up two college girls, hitchhiking. We went to a motel, where I had sex with each of them three times.' 
    Priest: 'Are you sorry for your sins?' 
    Man: 'What sins?' 
    Priest: 'What kind of a Catholic are you?' 
    Man: 'I'm Jewish.' 
    Priest: 'Why are you telling me all this?' 
    Man: 'I'm 92 years old . . . I'm telling everybody!'

     

     
    Brothel Trip 
    An elderly man goes into a brothel and tells the madam he would like a young girl for the night. Surprised, she looks at the ancient man and asks how old he is. 
    'I'm 90 years old,' he says. 
    '90!' replies the woman. 'Don't you realize you've had it?' 
    'Oh, sorry,' says the old man. 'How much do I owe you?'

     

     
    Senility 
    An elderly man went to his doctor and said, 'Doc, I think I'm getting senile. Several times lately, I have forgotten to zip up.' 
    'That's not senility,' replied the doctor. 'Senility is when you forget to zip down.'

     

     
    Pest Control 
    A woman was having a passionate affair with an inspector from a pest-control company. One afternoon they were carrying on in the bedroom together when her husband arrived home unexpectedly. 
    'Quick,' said the woman to the lover,'into the closet!' and she pushed him in the closet, stark naked. 
    The husband, however, became suspicious and after a search of the bedroom discovered the man in the closet. 
    'Who are you?' he asked him. 
    'I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone,' said the exterminator. 
    'What are you doing in there?' the husband asked. 
    'I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation of moths,'
    the man replied. 
    'And where are your clothes?' asked the husband.
    The man looked down at himself and said, 'Those little bastards!' 
     
     
    Have a great weekend everybody!
     
     
     

     

  • Come meet my new friend from China

     

     

    I would never have imagined twenty years ago, when we opened this tank wash in the sleepy lttle river town of Catlettsburg, Ky, that it would turn into an multi-cultural international experience.

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    I have met so many truck drivers from so many different countries that it is becoming hard to remember them all.

    There have been drivers thru here that were born in Belgium, Holland, Hungary, France, Scotland, Ireland, Great Britain, India, Pakistan, Mexico, and more that I've probably already forgotten. I personally know more French Canadians than anyone else in the United States. Some become good friends, some I see once or twice, then never again.

    The newest addition to this long list is Peng Gao.

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    Last Friday was his second trip down here from Montreal. He speaks very little English, but he seems to feel right at home here. He also speaks very quickly and very quietly. I am constantly telling him to speak up and slow down, Peng!

    When he came back from delivering his load and I was filling out the tank wash paperwork, I asked him if he was born in Canada. I thought he answered Thailand, so I said "Thailand? Cool, I spent a year in Thailand when I was 22!" He said, "NO NO,  THINA, THINA!!!!

    So I guess he has sort of a speech impediment too.Hmmmmm

    So then he asks me "when you in Thailand, you soldier?" I told him I was in the Air Force and he said "World War Two?"

    When I stopped laughing I shouted at him "No No, Peng! Vietnam Damnit, Vietnam!!" He put he head back and actually cackled!! The little bastard has a sense of humor!

    I picked up my camera and asked him to stand by his truck so I could get a picture and he balked a little, asking "why, why, why you want", so I raised my voice a bit and told him "stand by your truck, Peng! I have to take your picture!"

    He walks over and strikes this pose for me and I take a couple of pics, and he's still asking me why I want his picture?

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    I point this one out to him and tell him I'm going to post it on the internet and link it to Interpol. That way if your dispatcher doesn't pay us for the work we did for you by the time you get back to the border, I have your name, truck number, and picture and I'll have the border guards arrest you and impound your truck.

    He jerks back from the desk and starts this "WHAT,WHAT, WHAT?" til I crack up and tell him I'm just joking! Or at least try to make him understand that I was just kidding!

    He's a little excitable sometimes too!

    He's also very, very polite. To the point of being annoying. He asks permission for everything.

    And, I mean everything. Preceeded by a long drawn out "Hey, Buuuuuuuuuuuud."

    Hey, Buuuuuuuuuud, can I get some water?

    Hey, Buuuuuuuuuuuud, can I use your bathroom?

    Hey, Buuuuuuuuuuuud, I ready to go?

    Every time!

    And me, shouting back at him, "Hell yeah, just help yourself, Peng damnit!!! Just help yourself!"

    I'm looking forward to his next trip down.

    Never a dull moment!

     

     

  • Dinnertime for Spidey!

     

     

    Does anyone know what kind of spider this is? They are tiny creatures. I've never seen one with an abdomen bigger than a BB.

    They will take on anything that the web will hold for a few minutes! Bees, wasps, hornets, doesn't seem to matter to them, and they usually win!

    I even saw two of them tag team a large red wasp one day. When they finally subdued it, the larger one ran the smaller one off!

     

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    -Taken from an inch away in macro mode-

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    We have two 12' wide by 15' high bay doors in the front of the building with 28 panes of glass in each one. There's a web in almost every corner of every pane.

    I could pretty much spend the whole day watching these guys!

    Next time they tackle a large wasper, I'll try to get a picture and update this post!

     

     

     

  • Baja-ha Fish Tacos

     

     

    We weren't real busy today, so at lunch time I drove on down to Ashland to Long John Silver's for something different.

    Been wanting to try the new Baja fish tacos anyway.

    And, they are not bad. Just a piece of LJ's fried fish on an unbrowned flour tortilla, lettuce, and some spicy Baja sauce.

    And, for only 99 cents, I guess you can't expect too much.

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    (oops- I need to clean up my truck)

    I think I would like averagebetty's a lot more.

    At least, there's BEER in the batter!

     

     

  • Happy 4th of July, Xangaland!

     

     

    I can't believe my good fortune. I have three full days off in a row (first time in two years), and my favorite holiday of the year coming up tomorrow!

    With any luck, most of my day will be spent right here!

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    There will be some of these.

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    This, of course.

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    And lots of these.

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    And these!

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    And, at the end of it all, many of these over the old river!

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    Hope all of you have a great day tomorrow.

    I'm sure I will!!!!