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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: 06 April 2014
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Flat Stacey In Nature: The Story Of Us. 8220;Good morning Flat Stacey, time to go! 8220;But…it’s early and it is Saturday. Why? 8220;You will see,” I said as I walked downstairs to prepare myself some coffee while I waited for Flat Stacey to peel open her flat eyes. As we made our way deeper into the park we found the ducks waiting for us. Usually they hang out at the waters of the neighboring VFW, but I guess they sensed I was showing up with a special visitor today. That was very nice of them! She told...
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: Country Delivery
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I’m working on my next update that should be ready by the end of the week (hopefully.) Check back soon and in the meantime…. I thought you said it didnt have audio? Haha But thanks for singing for us! We love you too! Nate says you should take more than a pansy little 48 trailer in there. ;o). Smooth driving. makes me want a Volvo. There is audio and yeah, we got to hear you sing Babe I love you by Styx. Looked like a great drive. Oh no, there is audio! Nates a funny man! Good to hear from you! My Mind A...
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: 01 December 2014
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As we were unloading, I heard an announcement over the public address system. “Attention Warehouse- It’s a new month, no receiving, no tagging.”. As soon as I heard it I thought, “What the heck does that mean? 8221; The possibilities were endless and the gentleman unloading my merchandise had departed the area, carting it away to wherever it needed to be. In addition to being an odd announcement, it seemed odder considering he was the only human I saw in the joint. He returned , I had to know. Curiosity ...
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: The Power of Prayer
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The Power of Prayer. One comment in particular caught my eye, and for the first time since I have been reading comments, I disagreed with the writer so strongly that I had to write about it. I’m not sure if the writer is flat out wrong or not, but I think I have a valid argument regarding her theories on the subject matter. Here’s what I read:. If there were a God, why would he give a hoot about someone making a touchdown? West Conshohocken, PA. Driver Report for accident that occurred on 7-16-08. On Wed...
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: 30 March 2014
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What Is Your Purpose? Sometimes my spiritual path becomes intertwined with religion. I’m cool with that. My mind is always open, ready to discover new stuff, form my own opinions. Friday was a perfect example of such a thing. I was on my way home from work and took a small detour so I could check out some sprawling farmer’s fields that were turning green. (Those pictures. I read that and said out loud, “Wait? I read it again. HOW ARE WE…WHAT ARE WE? 8221; Oh yes, she would have been flipping out. Me?
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: 22 June 2014
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Living Life In Mercury Retrograde. Orty-one years after showing up, our universe continues to astound me. (It might be longer if you want to consider past lives- a completely different story for another time.) The previous week is a fine example of the ongoing astonishment. 8220; I've learned that people. Forget what you said, people. Forget what you did, but people. How you made them feel. When I arrived at our drop yard, I parked my rig and took a quick hit of my mental crack, also known as Facebook.
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Gi-Gi Roxx: 06.2007
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Sunday, June 24, 2007. The Final Week - Professional Truck Driver Training. After a few trips each we headed back to the range for one more stab at the straight line and 45 degree backing maneuvers. I felt good about it. good enough to call it a day when I was asked to determine the remainder of our scheduled class time. So off I went. homeward bound and bouncing off the walls with excitement about the test the next morning. By the time I was done with those two I knew I had it in the bag. I was about as...
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: Event Managment
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The second event was the actual unloading of furniture. That wasn’t too bad except the air was only 15 degrees. The customer did not moan about his job, even though I thought he had a right to, especially on a Monday. Was that is his grandson looking so bereaved? Maybe it was his son? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I originally started this blog to write about my adventures out on the road as a truck driver. Later, I began another blog at www.mymindadventures.com. After all, life is one long road.
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: Good Cop, Mad Cop
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Good Cop, Mad Cop. If there is anyone (outside of perhaps, Hunter S. Thompson. I recently had an encounter with a Policeman in the lovely little hamlet of Framingham, Massachusetts that somehow led me to reminisce about some of the times I’ve had the luck (or lack thereof) to find myself face-to-face with someone well informed on the law and whose job it is to enforce it. 8221; I was handcuffed and placed in a Police car and off we went. 8221; The good Cops taught me a valuable lesson (even though it too...
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My Road Adventures - Jason S. Harry: 22 December 2014
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Solving The Frog Bridge Mystery. One night back in 1754 the good people of Willimantic awoke to a terrible noise. I mean EVERYONE woke up, that’s how loud it was. Some folks ran into the streets carrying muskets, others prayed and a few probably ran around shouting, “Oh my God, the Russians have arrived! Willimantic, back in the day, was huge in the mill business. The town is known as “ Thread City. 8221; because of it. That is the much simpler story of why the frogs sit where they do. Links to this post.
