another day, another little bitty paycheck

welp kids, today was payday at my new work, i cant believe it, already over a week, this is amazing, and the shortest day was 9 hours, so the last two days i have brought my truck home, and my buddy david came over and we put a new stereo speaker in and put my xm satellite radio in it yesterday, so i got to listen to the trucker channel while hauling water today, this was a really boring day at work, all busy, no time to myself today, and too much traffic at the site for any of the little critters to be out, so i called it a day around 5 pm, and got back to the shop to pick up my paycheck, i had grand plans for this paycheck, you know the kind of plans you get, a new washer, paying off my pickup totally, going in halfsies with big bro on a new gun, you know, the fun stuff, well as i am pulling away from the shop i look at my "BIG" check, and it only has 3 days from last week on it, 34 hours in 3 days, so it was like 300 bucks,

i was very upset at this, and plan to find out what the hell, well, i get back to odessa and attempt to cash my first paycheck, and all be damed if no check cashing places on my way from the east side of odessa to the west side will cash a hand written payroll check, so in desperation i take it all the way across town, where i usually cash my checks, and low and behold its all good with them guys!!
lesson learned, dont mess with the big cashing places, go to the little guys that actually say hi when you come in, dont worry about convenience.

so, i have a little bit of money in hand now, hopefully it will be enough to drive back and forth every damn day to midland, man, i really HATE the drive to work in the morning, and with my air conditioner broken in my pickup it is a miserable ride home in the hot afternoon, but nothing i cant get used to i guess.
ha, no choice but to get used to it...

happy friday the 13th everyone, another day down, and not looking good for a day off this weekend, hell, its like i am out on the road doing over the road trucking, i never get to see my family putting in 13 to 15 hours a day, and i sure miss visiting with my big bro, and my wife only sees me for a minute around 3 am, after she gets home and in the time i cant sleep, so, i dont know how long this is gonna last, i might be better off going otr again, at least after 14 days out i would have 4 completly off, and at least i could see my baby when i am home, this way things are going it is impossable to have off on a friday so i can go pick him up, and as i said to swift the first time, i am not ready to give up my family yet.... and there is flagrant disregard to the D.O.T. regulated time you can work, i guess as long as i will work the hours the boss dont care, i guess its not him that gets the fines if i wind up getting caught by the DOT.

oh well, i gripe too much i guess, maybe tomorrow will be a better day.

good night everyone!

new friends, hard work and a hurt hand!!

good evening all, nice of you to join me tonight, welp firend and family >> HI BIG BRO<<< i have put in the longest day so far with my new employment, and have made new friends, the 4 legged variety,
lets start by saying it is 9 pm and i started my day at 6 am, sharp, drive just under 100 miles to a drilling mud plant south of pecos texas, home of the judge roy bean museum, if you ever want to go to pecos you should check it out, anyway, i was to deliver loads of drilling mud, what they do with drilling mud i havent the foggiest, so, dont ask me!...

anyway i load my truck with 40,600 pounds of drilling mud and i am off to rig number 141 with a local drilling company here in odessa, the rig is said to be 6 miles east of the tiny town of mentone texas, well, after a while of searching it is fount to be in a totally different county, it is actually 17 miles from mentone, no big deal, nothing i cant handle, so i make 3 uneventful trips between mentone and pecos,
on the last trip my boss ,makes a frantic call for me to scoot to north of andrews texas, to one of my most favorite drilling locations, where it takes a long time to load and there is usually no one around, and it is probably one of the most peaceful areas around,
there are 4 or 5 locations in the same small area, and they are just teaming with wildlife, well, i get to 1-3 location, about 2 miles from the nearest blacktop, and i come on this gent with a pair of binoculars, i introduce myself and he then tells me to "check this out" so i look and low and behold there are a family of some type of wild cats, much bigger than a normal house cat, i think they must have been bob-cats, according to the pumper this family has lived in this area for a few years now, and have had 3 litters of babies that he knows of, my wife would have loved it, she would have had me out there chasing the darn things,
"can you catch me one?" yea... NOT,
i asked the pumper how close he has gotten to them and the 300 or so yards has been the closest he has ever tried, thats was really cool, then back to work, there is 2 locations that need to be drained of the brine water, or salt water, and need to go to the new location that is operating, well, this should take all night, so i look at my time piece and it is about 2 pm, so its time for a sandwitch and some chips, and top it off with a pepsi, >> THANKS CHRISSY<<< so, after 4 or 5 loads it is time to start shutting things down, as i am gathering my stuff i notice a rock seems to be moving across the location i am at,
a rather larg rock i might add, well, a very, very large desert tortus is making his way under my truck!,
so you know i have to play with him, you know i have to, this poor desert tortus is injured in his shell, it looks like he may have been partially run over, so i remember reading that a good thing to do to an injured shell is to clean it and put some type of protectant on it, well, i have a bottle of water and a rag handy, so i pick this little guy up and put him in the railing on my trailer, where i store my hoses, and he is very old, his little face looks like a little old man from the days when mom was a nurse at the crockett county care center, and his shell has had a lot of hard miles, so i clean him up, and i paint him with water based marking paint, non-toxic of course, and put him down with some bread from my sandwitch, and he just sits there looking at me after he takes a bite, like,
" well, where is the rest of it...."
it was very funny, so i took him about 100 yards from the road and release him back to do what ever it is a tortus does, and load my stuff , well, as i am trying to get my unloading hoses rounded up the drillers at the site decide to turn on some kind of a air burst drain, and it takes the 3-1/2 inch hose and rips it from my hands, now i have my pointing and middle finger wrapped with paper-towl and electrical tape, the flanges on my hoses ripped right through the cheap cotton gloves the boss buys us to use, so i finish loading my stuff up and come home to tell you all about it, what a long day it has been, but it was fun, i put in over 500 miles total today and went 3 hours over my regulated driving time, so i am going to run clean up, eat a reeses, pop a pepsi, and see whats on the tv before i drift off to sleep to do it again in the same place tomorrow, good night everyone, and i hope tomorrow is a great day for all!

p.s. dont forget you can leave comments if there is actually anyone reading this!!!

what a day we had today.....

ok, so the boss tells me saturday to come in at 8 am monday, so here i am at work at 7:45am, and what do ya know, he has a list to give to me of things that "should keep you busy for the rest of the day" exact words you know, well, here we go, first on the to-do list was "firefly" lease, an oil lease about 10 miles from a little town of crane, texas, about 23 miles from home, and about 17 miles from the nearest paved road, so i get in my little white mack truck and off i go down one of the bumpiest iolfield roads ever conceived, this road has seen nothing but truck traffic in the last 10 years, THANK GOD FOR AIR RIDE SEATS anyway, i draw down about 140 barrels of waste water, called brine water, or salt water, and i am now setting here thinkking to myself, man, you gotta go BACK down that road with a full load of water.....50,000 pounds of the stuff, well, let me tell ya, its better fully loaded, so, after my guts are done juicing around in my fat belly i get off the firefly lease and back on pavemnt, an uneventful trip to the dump station and away we go to the next lease on the list,

GERENAMO, lease, yes, like the indian, only spelled correctly, i like this lease, i am to draw down, or load up as i say, about 120 barrels, a barrel in the oil field is 42 gallons or so, anyway, i am all hooked up and have gaged out my drawdown on this site, and i notice my friendly little bunny setting just right next to where i have planted myself to do my load paperwork, its a little short eared cottontail, and he is just looking at me, so i get finished with my paperwork and turn the pump on the truck to SUCK me some waste water on board, and this little guy is still there...so, as the animal lover i am i decide to see if i can play with this little bunny out here in the middle of nowhere, gerenamo is off highway 1492 here in west texas, about 20 miles from biglake texas, anyway, i start looking for things to try to feed this little tiny rabbit, and low and behold it comes to me, my wonderful bride made me some sandwitches for lunch, so lets see if little cottontail would like some bread and turkey, so i put out a bite or two and the little guy comes and gets it!!!!!, he was waiting for some munchies, so i put down a few bites for him, and settle back in my setting place on the well site, i am setting on the stairs to the tank, and he came right over and devoured the bread and meat... tell me that animals cant live in perfect harmony with an oil well, hahahah, i love west texas, and am really enjoying my job at this point, i sure wish my bride would have been there, she really likes things like this, so peaceful and quiet out here, and a little bunny to keep me company.. it was REALLY cool, i finish my loading and leave the little bunny friend to his worl watching over the gerenamo well site, and i am back to the dump station, well, the dump site has a sign that reads "if the indicator is over 12 o clock DONT unload" well, i happen to notice its setting at about 11:55, hahaha, so i unload anyway, and all be damed if i dont overfloe the storage tank, so i have to wait on site till the waste pump has a few minutes to work out its little problem, it was cool, i am forcing 400 gallon per minute into this little piece of junk, and it dont like it one bit!

ok, then we are off to a very un-eventful trip to ct-39 lease, it is just north of the intersection of highway 1788 and highway 1492, this is a really old site, it has a white archway that some oilfield welder one time had extra pipe and a little too much time on his hands, so instead of making a decent width gate, this guy puts together this white archway to drive under, and only makes the entrance to this lease road about 8 feet wide, well if i have a truck thats 7'10 inches wide, its an uncomfortable run through an 8 foot gate, but no sweat for this kid, i make it with room to spare, and get my load and back to the dump staion, well its getting onward to 2:30 pm at this point, so i decide to munch another sandwitch and wait out a little ken time, so i shut off the truck and eat some lunch, a brownie and a little pepsi, with a turkey sandwitch my wife has packed for me, out here in the quiet middle of west texas, i think i am going to like this job.. so, as my uncle used to say, i looked at my time piece, and it is about 3:30ish, so i head for fuel and to wash the truck and make an early day of it today, home by 5:30pm, a claen and fueled truck, and a nap, ready for the haul of drilling mud tomorrow!

good night all, i hope you all had as good of day as i did!

ok, and off to the races...

well, i have done it, finally got my own blog where i can gripe about stuff and bore the world, and nothing you say can stop me, guess i should start with the fun stuff, like family and friends, of whitch i dont have many of eather one, i love my wife, chriss very much and cant believe she puts up with me as much as she has, she works at a local area news paper, one of them people that corrects my horrid spelling, ha, and she is a really cool wife, most of the time..heheheh, even makes my lunch for me after she gets home from her own job, so i am ready for another hard day of truck driving, HI CHRISSY!

and i have a big brother james, he is about my only family i have left, and a great big brother, you couldnt ask for better, thats for darn sure, you would not belive some of the stuff me and my big brother have been through, i love him ...like a brother, he is just a great guy, and an awesome dad to my little spoiled rotten niece, val, more about her down the line though, james works as a computer geek at a local cell phone company, so if your cell dont work, i dont wanna hear about it!!!

anyway, james likes to shoot big guns, and ownes some of the coolest shit you will ever see, like the BFR pistol, in 45/70 caliber, you can check it out on magnum research site on the internet, he also ownes one of my favorites, the desert eagle, in 44magnum!!! just like my other hero, mac-bolin, the "executioner" from the don pendleton novels, anyway, i will have a bfr soon in 444 marlin, READ MY LIPS, MORE BIG GUNS!!!

hahaha, anyway, on the list up next is the greatest person ever, my mom,

my mom is already passed,why do we call it passed, she was eat alive by a monster, she passed with the horrible problem facing our world, please contribute to the cancer foundation of your choice, no matter who or where or what it is, hell, drop by your local cancer center and just drop them off a few bucks, or go to the places where it will really count, like the lance armstrong foundation, or the american cancer society, cause watching cancer take a loved one is horrible, and i am still not fully recovered from losing my mom.

unlike most people i dont really feel the need to post internet addresses, cause no one reads my ramblings anyway,

and if you are reading this you can go to my fav search engine,YAHOO, and find the address yourself, ya lazy terd!,

anyway, i have only one kiddo 7 years old, named Brian, or "BOO" as i call him, he is my very existance in this crule world, and i dont get to see him near as much as i would like, he lives with his BITCH mother, and she is a REAL BITCH, so, in the fight against bitches like her, and to support great dads like me, contribute to a great dad, come on you know you know one, give him a few bucks to send the kid, it will help him out, and wont hurt you eather, ha!!!
or support fathers rights in any way you can, cause babies need there daddy!!!

, and me, i drive for a really cool company, lenorah operators, an oilfield service type company in Midland Texas, i am a truck driver, and drive a giant shop-vac, literally, its a 140 barrel vacuum truck, and a really nice tractor, i drive a mack ch-600, with one of the smoothest shifting road ranger 10's i have ever seen, well, i guess i should say that i like my new job so far, it has only been 3 days at this point, so stick around as i progress through my outlook on the company, and the boss, at this point i really like my boss, he really seems to be a decent guy, he tells me what needs to be done and then leaves me alone to get-er-done, and i really like that.... better than the really screwed up company i was going to work for, J.B. Hunt trucking, they refused me for taking too much time from working to take care of my mom, so if you see a hunt driver, please tell them, there company SUX!, ha, better off where i am probably anyway, least i am home every night, i started a career as a computer geek, at Texas Tech Health center at Odessa, and before that was a broadcast engineer for several years, so i have a lot of varied background.

so, on the friends side... hahahahah, i dont have any, the closest thing i have to a friend is David, a dorky little guy i have known for like 18+ years, i have tried to talk him into making something of himself, but he has never listened, and he dont have much of a future i am afraid, anyway, he only contacts me if there is anything he wants me to do, otherwise i never hear from him unless i call him, you all know how that goes....

DAMN what a boring string so far.

well. me and chrissy have two doggies, sherman, a rottweiler with a crooked jaw from catching a car, he is a hand-me-down from my mom, i gave him to her a lomng time ago, and when she moved to odessa i had lost my puppy, howie, shermans dad, so she gave sherman to me, he is a really good dog, but just didnt get much attention growing up, so he is not a house or kid dog.

the other HOUND is chrissy's baby, a spoiled rotten little shit named lucy, a bassett hound that is a mega energy factory, and crazy as they come, cute little terd, if she was just under control, low slung and high strung!

welp, time to catch some rest, and wake chrissy up from her nap, night world.

take care everyone, and if you see a trucker out there, give him a big wave, and thank him, he has given up a lot to bring you everything you see around you, cause if it werent for the big rigs, you would have nothing, think about it, how did everything you see around you get to where it is, thats right, from the paint on the walls, to the gas in your car, to the clothes on your back, a big rig brought them, so hug a trucker, you and him/her will enjoy it a lot, and you just might make a new friend!!!

welp, hello world!

well, here we are, in our underware again in front of the computer trying to figure out all the hype of a personal blog, and trying to figure out how to play with this darn thing without pushing the blood pressure over the limits, so, join me in my quest to bore the world on a regular basis with my ramblings..... and hello world!!!!!