Daily Update 5-15-13

Let's see...as I sit here listening to classical music on some local station here in Salt Lake City with the burps of just eating a Philly....Today was pretty much like any other day. But today I had a Denver omlet in Denver! It was good, but not great. I've had better. Afterwards I went a few miles to the Pilot and filled the truck. Then I went up to Fort Collins to grab this load of Bud Light. Man there is a lot scaling to get a beer load. First they get the empty weight of the truck and trailer. Then they have you drop the empty and come back to the scale to get the bobtail weight. The load is preloaded, so I don't really understand why the bobtail needs weighed by itself. Anyways, I get hooked to the trailer after looking for it everywhere on the Budweiser property. I had to come around again to the scale and move my axles accordingly to be legal. I then decided to route through Wyoming vs going through the Rockies on the I-70. The load is going to Vegas. Routing through Wyoming is only 80 miles farther, and a Hell of a lot better route. Especially while pulling a super heavy load that is prone to shifting, which all beer loads are. So you have to be extra careful on curves or you might roll over. Wyoming was windy and rainy. And the canyon East of the 84 split was super windy. I decided to call it the night here at the Sapp Brothers instead of going to the yard. The yard has bullshit usually involving the shop, so that's why I steer clear of yards with shops. So, like I said I just had a Philly...it was so/so nothing special. Tomorrow I'll get a Denver omlet in the morning and finish the run to Vegas. Yes, Denver omlets are my favorite.

I checked my facebook earlier after I parked and noticed I wasn't tagged in photo with Sparky and airhead up on latter's doing some kind of man stuff. It kind of hurts my feelings to know I'm an outsider within my own family. I got a kick out little bub up on a latter with a tool belt. I guess I made myself an outsider by being gone all the time with my job and being a jerk most of the time. However, I'm an outsider no matter where I am or whom I am with. I must be a cowboy...always alone. That's why I get in my mood about not doing the music, because it is like school all over again...one big popularity contest. Whatever fuck it...I'm bummed out now. GN..