Category: General

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While I was at lunch today my student workers turned everything on my desk upside down. Including my display. Which, let me tell you, was a pain to get rotated back when everything your mouse does is upside down. And they were very thorough. You can’t see it in this photo, but not only was the top of my desk upended, but everything in my drawers and the contents of my wallet.

Collect Them All

As I’ve previously posted, Joe is a trucker. The last time he was in town he told me of thse trading cards that are given out at different weigh stations across the country. I doubted him at first. I mean think about it, Trucker Trading Cards. How bizzare and unusual. I imagined young boys in a dusty southwestern town meeting after school to trade Bobby Brickshaw’s 445 Hemi Freightliner for Jimmy Twoton’s Antique Steam-powered Semi from 1875. While I jest, come to find out I wasn’t very far off.


I find these to be totally unique to American life. No where else are you going to find these awesome people. I enjoy the candid photos of average people performing, in their circle of peers and colleagues, feats worthy of someone taking the time to write a brief bio, snap a photo and then print and distribute them across the country. I tip my hat to you Mr. Hockaday and your adorably fluffy dog.

Life on the Road

My friend Joe is a truck driver. He’s my age (only a week older than I am, but always reminding me of this fact), single, and loving his job. A few months ago I gave him an old digital camera and told him to take some pictures while on the road. Here’s the first batch he sent me.*

“I woke up to my alarm and threw back the curtain between the cab and my bed. It was still dark out! I checked my alarm clock and took another look. I had been snowed in!”

He tells me this is a fairly common way to empty a trailer full of raw materials, like coal. Just pick it up and dump it!

While I would never be brave enough, it would be totally cool to be in the cab of the semi during something like this.

And last he sends me a photo of some mountains in Tennessee. I look out my window at work and see a dull static city skyline. His is aways changing and new.

*From a truck stop where wireless is accessible from your truck. No need to leave!†

†Except for the bathroom, of course.

Next time I’ll have to retell the story about the mating rituals of the common Lot Lizard…Until then, stay safe Joe and keep sending me photos!