Wiggles and Snowballs

There's snow, and then there's SNOW. That is actually Willie, Elvira, and their truck "Demon" ahead of us in this picture. I'm pretty sure Gypsy flirts with Demon when we are not looking. Pffftt, teenagers! Sometime along this run, Willie called and asked, "Did you see me getting wiggly?" And I responded, "Nope, too busy…

Zombies and the Deafness

Willie and Elvira had already moved on to a flatbed company and were telling us all about it. We were making good money, and were hesitant to make that move, at first. The first thing that got us to consider it was the free time they were getting together. Flatbed is much more of operation…

Why You No Read a Sign?

We left Miami with a load and ran north up Hwy 27 where we discovered Willie and Elvira were running south on the same highway. Thing about running loads, there's never enough time for socializing. But, we stopped in the median and got some chat time in the middle of the highway anyway because we…

Ride or Die

Freckles and Elvira were completing school and getting their licenses. Willie and I were going through the motions, nervous and excited about the prospect of spending life on the road with our wives. Time seemed to slow to a crawl waiting for each call or text update. Two beautiful women, moms, and friends. They were…

Wizard on Crack

One of these runs Willie and I took along the border of Texas and Mexico was particularly long, as it started in Louisiana and went through many active border patrol checkpoints. I was getting tired of getting in line and pulling up to the officer and rolling down my window and answering, "yes I'm a…

Things Got Real, in a Hurry.

Freckles and I were driving down the interstate on one of our back-and-forth Mississippi to Florida excursions. We started talking about all the trucks on the interstate and what it would be like to see the country and get paid to do it. I had never even stood next to a semi, let alone see…