12/15/08

The last time I found myself in a motel room as a result of waiting for a Kenworth dealer to fix my truck, I awoke on day #2 and briefly (very, very briefly) entertained the notion that I would never drink again. Yep. Same deal today. Lots of football to watch yesterday and not much else to do really. My Skins continued to play the role of the NFL's version of Notre Dame... by losing to the NFL's version of Syracuse. They even had the damn orange uniforms.

I think that the most disappointing part of the day yesterday came when one of the mechanics was driving me to my motel. I observed that I have a hard time picturing how that bracket could have snapped cleanly above the bolt in the way that it did. His reply - "Hell, I've seen a thousand of 'em do that." So... it might not be a completely rare occurrence? A design issue maybe? Maybe it would make sense to keep at least ONE bracket in stock then? Unbelievable.

Once I reviewed my miles for last week, I was relieved to see that at least I got to 2,588 paid miles by the time I reached Jackson. This doesn't change the fact that I lost the bulk of the trip to North Carolina, but it does make my pay for the week decent if nothing more. However, I needed a big week, not just a decent week, to offset the prior shitty one. My broken bracket kept this from happening. Since I now have to request home time as soon as I get my truck back on Tuesday, I'm not terribly confident that I'll make much money this week either. Oh well... the way the cookie crumbles and whatnot. My hotel for next weekend in Niagara Falls has a casino nearby. We all know that a casino is a good place to go to make money when you're broke, right?

On a positive note, the damn false advertisers keep giving me more ammo for my impending lawsuit. Maybe I can collect a big settlement and not have to worry about economic conditions.

On an additional positive note, it looks like my cozy little motel room is keeping me away from some pretty lousy road conditions around here. I just saw the weather report on the local news. Oy. I'm kicking it in my nice warm room, sitting comfortably in my boxers. (For your own sake, don't try to picture that.)

Now we get to some more legal news. Jim over at Lease Purchase Journal noticed that a certain blogger has been seized by the mullahs. There have now been calls for his release. This may be cause for concern but the folks at Fenian Godfather Legal, after doing their required research, are pleased to report the following:

First, those whackjobs arrested the 'Blogfather,' not to be confused with the grossly overused moniker 'Godfather.' I'm not nearly creative enough to have combined an old nickname from a few friends with a 21st century internet trend. To quote our good friend Shaggy - "It wasn't me."

Second, the outspoken critic being held by those folks in Tehran is also a Canadian citizen. It's no secret that I suspect the crazy Canucks of plotting to invade Montana, so I doubt that his sympathies and mine are likely to intersect in a problematic fashion. One more crisis avoided.

Last but not least, since I'm jamming a bunch of links into this post, yeah baby!