Monthly Archives: October 2013

A Literary Masterpiece Binds the World Under One Sun

This blog post has hit me upside the head today. I have to take a closer look at my character and see that I am failing :/


The World’s Top 10 Best Images of Curious Cats With Their Heads Stuck

Well folks, yesterday was a long day of deadheading for Joe and I. We are going to Mississippi for our next set of trucks. I had a chance to catch up on some of my blog reading.

Today I’m going to share a blog with you that I get a kick out of. This guys blog, Russell Deasley’s Top 10, is one I think I HAVE to pass on. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.


Harvest time in Nebraska.


The golden fields of corn and soybeans are being harvested this week. Some fields seem to go on for as far as the eye can see.


Field after field, a lone harvester is out in their combine – or whatever the equipment is called.



The harvested corn crops are taken to a grain elevator by trucks that had loaded in the field alongside the harvester.


Here is a closer view of the “corn dock” with a massive pyramid of corn kernels.


On an odd occasion we encounter a grain bin pulled by a tractor on the state roads we had been hurtling along until we come upon this.


Since I’ve not had the opportunity to ride in one of these humongous harvesters I have to take the word of others.

These machines come with full cab heat and air conditioning, CD Radio combo, and a computerized guidance system.

I wonder if the guidance system is as annoying as our Garmins can be.

“In one mile turn sharply left”. Failing to follow directions do they get a string of “Recalculating. Recalculating. Recalculating.” Followed by “When possible, make a U-Turn”.

We have older model Garmins that have not been updated. Many of the roads off the highway have been rerouted and our Garmins think we are driving through open fields where there are no roads. The “Recalculating” gets very tiresome.

When you think of it, utter a prayer of thanks to our lonely hard working farmers as they toil away long hours out in the middle of no where.


Oil changes are a must in 2009 and earlier Class 8 trucks.

The trucks Joe and I are taking to auction are bank repos.

Proper maintenance of these Class 8 semi trucks is extremely important for an Owner/Operator. Maintenance of these vehicles, although costly, can keep a driver on the road longer and making money for the owner.

Case in point. Oil changes to Class 8 trucks.

With the federal regulations on carbon emissions, mandated by the EPA guidelines, the truck manufacturers have built in systems to the engines to almost totally eliminate carbon particulates being spewed in the air.

The exhaust system has a complicated mechanism that puts diesel fuel into the super heated exhaust to burn up carbon that has accumulated in the filter housing. That is one of the measures taken in carbon elimination.

The other is in the oil system of the engine. Carbon particulates somehow get into the engine oil and are trapped into the oil filter as the oil moves through the engine. Confusing to me so I’ve probably lost you all. I know I’m lost.

Okay, now to the reason for this post on necessary oil changes. When the carbon particles build up in the oil and clog the filter the engine shuts down. To protect itself from further damage the engine ceases to run until the oil and filter gets changed.

That is what happened to me a couple days ago when I got stranded beside the road and had to call for a wrecker.


I rode with Joe back to the Peterbilt dealership to await the arrival of my trucks being towed in. Once the oil and filter were changed the truck has been running like a champ.

The expense for passenger vehicle oil and filter changes run from $29 to $49. The expense for a semi truck oil and filter change is $250.

The tow charge to get my truck back to the dealership 15 miles was $250. The cost for the diagnostic then oil and filter change was $308.84.

If you are in the trucking industry and have a 2009 and newer truck it would be my recommendation to have regular scheduled oil and filter changes done on the truck that is feeding your family and keeping a roof over their head, as well as paying you to do your job.

Just a little something to think about.


Spies are everywhere.

This is Team Leader. Get ready. The target is in position. Don’t lose sight of him.


Roger that Team Leader, this is Ears and I am recording the target.


Team Leader, Ears, this is Tracker. I have visual contact with the target and am following his every move.


Well done Ears and Tracker. Team Leader out.

Per your requests for barns, my friends. These are the pitiful few barns I saw in my travels across Kansas today. Maybe there will be more to be seen tomorrow.


Peterbilts driven past their limits.

Here I sit beside the road. Just 15 miles north of Springfield, Missouri.


Joe and I were in Strafford, Missouri yesterday morning to get two running Peterbilts going to the auction in South Sioux City, Nebraska.


We shuttled the two Peterbilts to Springfield, Missouri where the two “Dead” trucks were waiting for us at the Peterbilt Dealership.


Both of these trucks had to be moved into position for us by use of a forklift.



The blue truck had a headlight popped out from the socket.


A few strips of Gorilla brand duck tape will hold it for the trip to auction.


Took us all day to get hooked up with all the shenanigans.



Leaving the hotel this morning to head for the auction site in Nebraska my oil pressure gauge went from 40 psi to 20 psi within 15 miles of the hotel. Now I get to be towed back to Springfield.


Yesterday’s SNAFU – “Situation Normal All Fouled Up” has turned into today’s TARFU – “Things Are Really Fouled Up”. Before I go and jinx myself I’ll just be grateful things have not escalated to FUBAR – “Fouled Up Beyond All Repair” status.

Now we are going back to the Peterbilt Dealership to get my boom off and stored on Joe’s trailer. We might make it to Nebraska to deliver Joe’s trucks by tomorrow in time for the auction.

All righty folks….Are we having fun yet?


The strange people one sees standing on corners.


With Jim in the hospital and Joe frantically trying to keep up the work of two people I asked if he needed me back out for a while. He knows this is not where I want to be but sometimes it is just necessary to “Put the Big Girl Panties” on and suck it up.

Dependable Transport made it possible by renting a car for me to drive out to meet Joe. I left Oklahoma City just after noon and made the drive to Springfield, Missouri.


I arrived at the hotel Joe had reserved a room for us in. He hadn’t eaten all day and it was his wish to go get something to eat first.


Poor guy. He has been messing around with bank repos all day long. Waiting for someone to find keys. Waiting for someone to jump start the trucks. Waiting for someone to figure out how to stop a truck from honking incessantly because he doesn’t know the code for the security feature.

His plan was to have my two trucks hooked up and ready to go except for the inspection. Plans, in this job, have a way of not panning out.

Tomorrow I will drop the rental car at the airport in Springfield then go with Joe to see, exactly, what I have gotten myself into.

On the bright side…..I need to purchase adhesive rolls for my big ATG Gun. I can do that from the road and it will be waiting for me when I get home. Around Thanksgiving :/

Have a great night everyone.