Breathes sigh of relief.
Evening ladies and germs.
My account was shut off for a couple of days i think. My old card wasn't going through and I was worried that SG would have deleted my account. Which I didn't think they would do but I was worried about it anyway.
I've been busy the last several days, very unusual for my swift career, and it was too good to be true I realize now, my truck blew a seal at the back of the front differential, the same one where the seal has already blown from the front of it twice. This morning I had a load offer on my qualcomm and I was morally debating should I refuse the load and insist on getting the truck fixed, and sit for another couple of days in truck shop waiting rooms waiting for it to get fixed, or run with the oil leak and risk damaging the truck further and catching hell for that. I took the run, not wanting to sit anymore. Load is light and going down to florida so hopefully I'll make it down there and get it fixed at the ocala terminal.
Today started out in Seymour Indiana and now I'm over in SW Indiana, Warrenton. Since I still haven't been able to find a new tube for my bicycle I went out for a walk. I guess there's probably some Amish folks around here as I saw a sign or two indicating an "amish buffet" at this exit. I did not encounter any amish on my expedition but possible i did find some dead ones; I found a couple of old graveyards with dutch writing on many of the stones.
I walked by a wheatfield and tried a few heads of wheat. You can actually just eat it right on the stalk, it's just you'll want some water to wash down all the chaff. Tastes kind of green and planty, but what would you expect. I enjoyed watching the fireflies and the sunset and the warm breeze. Was thinking of trying to take some photos of fairy lights in one of the old graveyards but firefly season is probably the most inconclusive of all times to do that particular sort of paranormal research. It occurred to me at one point that I was seeing fireflies, artificial lights and stars all at once. Bioluminescent, electric and thermonuclear light sources.
I found one firefly lying on the road at the corner of an intersection and I suppose it had been hit by a car. It looked like a little glowing ember of coal or a glowing bit of cigarette ash lying there in the darkness. I picked it up and put it on a bush. Small recompense for the thousands of bugs who've met a gruesome end on my windshield. Not much I could really do for an injured firefly anyway.
Useful quote from CJ Cherryh: "Saying and doing aren't even brothers."
An essay in my copy of Monty Python and Philosophy talks about how existence has no preset meaning, and therefore the meaning of life consisits of the things that you actually do. There was something about Jean-Paul Sartre and essences. A person might say something like " I would be a great hero under favorable circumstances" but Sartre says that you have an essence that acts irrespective of circumstance. But more to the point I think is that the world is not comprised of favorable circumstances. What you would be in that other world has no meaning, as that is not the world that is.
I'm an INTP and i think a lot. I daresay this has had a profoundly detrimental effect on my life in certain respects, in that I am constrained from action but the great mass of meanings I carry around with me; a monkey on my back, made of the act of construing. At my age I'm seeing people much younger than me who have greatly out-achieved me and I'm getting very antsy about never correting this course I'm on.
So, , , , I don' know. I"m seeing habits of being in me that don't lead to much fulfilment but are very hard to correct. But it's only me that can make the change.
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Evening ladies and germs.
My account was shut off for a couple of days i think. My old card wasn't going through and I was worried that SG would have deleted my account. Which I didn't think they would do but I was worried about it anyway.
I've been busy the last several days, very unusual for my swift career, and it was too good to be true I realize now, my truck blew a seal at the back of the front differential, the same one where the seal has already blown from the front of it twice. This morning I had a load offer on my qualcomm and I was morally debating should I refuse the load and insist on getting the truck fixed, and sit for another couple of days in truck shop waiting rooms waiting for it to get fixed, or run with the oil leak and risk damaging the truck further and catching hell for that. I took the run, not wanting to sit anymore. Load is light and going down to florida so hopefully I'll make it down there and get it fixed at the ocala terminal.
Today started out in Seymour Indiana and now I'm over in SW Indiana, Warrenton. Since I still haven't been able to find a new tube for my bicycle I went out for a walk. I guess there's probably some Amish folks around here as I saw a sign or two indicating an "amish buffet" at this exit. I did not encounter any amish on my expedition but possible i did find some dead ones; I found a couple of old graveyards with dutch writing on many of the stones.
I walked by a wheatfield and tried a few heads of wheat. You can actually just eat it right on the stalk, it's just you'll want some water to wash down all the chaff. Tastes kind of green and planty, but what would you expect. I enjoyed watching the fireflies and the sunset and the warm breeze. Was thinking of trying to take some photos of fairy lights in one of the old graveyards but firefly season is probably the most inconclusive of all times to do that particular sort of paranormal research. It occurred to me at one point that I was seeing fireflies, artificial lights and stars all at once. Bioluminescent, electric and thermonuclear light sources.
I found one firefly lying on the road at the corner of an intersection and I suppose it had been hit by a car. It looked like a little glowing ember of coal or a glowing bit of cigarette ash lying there in the darkness. I picked it up and put it on a bush. Small recompense for the thousands of bugs who've met a gruesome end on my windshield. Not much I could really do for an injured firefly anyway.
Useful quote from CJ Cherryh: "Saying and doing aren't even brothers."
An essay in my copy of Monty Python and Philosophy talks about how existence has no preset meaning, and therefore the meaning of life consisits of the things that you actually do. There was something about Jean-Paul Sartre and essences. A person might say something like " I would be a great hero under favorable circumstances" but Sartre says that you have an essence that acts irrespective of circumstance. But more to the point I think is that the world is not comprised of favorable circumstances. What you would be in that other world has no meaning, as that is not the world that is.
I'm an INTP and i think a lot. I daresay this has had a profoundly detrimental effect on my life in certain respects, in that I am constrained from action but the great mass of meanings I carry around with me; a monkey on my back, made of the act of construing. At my age I'm seeing people much younger than me who have greatly out-achieved me and I'm getting very antsy about never correting this course I'm on.
So, , , , I don' know. I"m seeing habits of being in me that don't lead to much fulfilment but are very hard to correct. But it's only me that can make the change.
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I can understand the desire for some variety and lack of limits about where you can travel to in this job. Back when I first started with Pohl in 2003 I used to get more frequent trips to places like Florida, Texas, Colorado... whatever. Lately it seems like all I do is go back and forth between the mid-west and east coast. It is difficult to complain too much because I get more miles than I know what to do with. It does become monotonous though. If I had a dedicated run it'd be easier to accept. But the whole issue of waiting around for loading and unloading is still a big part of my routine. I've occasionally tried to plan out a dedicated route for myself based on known regular customers we have. But it always seems to be either too few or too many miles to conveniently fit into a week.