Pick Your Color!

We delivered seven skids of owners manuals to the Newport News Marine Terminal, a 140 acre facility jammed to the hilt with new cars.

As is the case with most marine ports - and as you might expect - a survey from left to right would reveal multiple deep water vessel docks, marine rail terminals, numerous shipping container cranes, and abundant truck docks.

Of all the new cars we spied on our way to the receiving dock, the vast majority sat idle and useless, awaiting a simple packet of preprinted manuals and instructions before they could be loaded onto car carriers and delivered to their destination,

Think how many millions would have been lost had we blown off our delivery commitment and camped at the nearest casino instead.

Luckily, all we want are paid miles and a decently scrambled egg now and then. See how simple life can be when you reject ideological agendas?

Texting? Road Rage? Stroke?

Yes, yes, of course I'm curious why this wreck occurred.

But on second glance, I'm far more interested in the chances that the two most diminutive emergency responders in the history of Garanimals turnout gear show up at the same accident.

Presume the taller bald dude on the left is the average 5'10" American male. Subtract the two inch PPE helmet padding and the three inch PPE boot inserts and heels, and you're looking at not one but two first-on-the-scene type guys who, in concert and under the influence of, say, PCP, couldn't manage to check the top of my head for sunburn.

And yet, there they are.

Jackson, Ga

We get plenty of Interstate travel, so I love the jobs that take us on US highways, state highways, and county and local routes, because then we get to see the good stuff. Sometimes it's tacky and touristy, like Goats on the Roof in northern Georgia, or the Boll Weevil Monument in Enterprise, AL. But most often it's real-life, honest-to-God small town America like this:

Butts County Courthouse

Jackson's Main Drag

I don't know much about Jackson, Georgia, other than what I saw on our way through the town. But that was enough to warm my heart and put a smile on my face.

I guess they call that 'hope'.

Baltimore Harbor

Emptied and headed for the next load.

God, I Hate Atlanta

Knifes

Sometimes I worry deeply about our future.

Yard Art

For well over a century, this tree stood sentinel in the front yard. When a lethal combination of age, wind, and gravity brought it down, chainsaw artist Rick Pratt stepped up to breathe new life into it as beautiful and unique permanent yard art.  

I didn't want to trespass so I don't know what's been carved on the side facing the house, but I'll bet it brings a smile every morning.

The turkey, coon, owl, and (very long-eared) deer are easy to spot, but can you find the bear cub?

If you find yourself on Main Road in Corfu, New York, keep your eyes open for this gorgeous yard art!