Back to hobbies ... and Life

Finally got a decent photo of our black pug. He's a beut! He has to think about things alot before dealing with them. He has to sniff and sniff and sniff on a spot and think about what it all means. While the boston terrier would just take a quick sniff and head out looking for things to eat or things to chase. The collar he wears has lots of spikes on it ... just to keep Sheba from chewing on it or using it to pull him around.

-- the substitute bus-driver and retired psychobabbler ...

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Lot Lizard

A moderately good-looking young woman came walking around the ratty truckstop where I was parked this afternoon (corner of Lane & Commonwealth in Jacksonville). She was talking to drivers ... I waved her off (shaking my head "no") when she knocked on the side of my truck.

When she knocked on the side of the truck next to me, the driver got out of his bunk, talked with her, she climbed in, and disappeared into the sleeper.

Sometime later they both climbed out and he said something about having to get money from the ATM machine. He was headed inside ... and she slowly followed.

Later when he came out alone ... I asked how much it had cost to have sex with her ... only $20. How very sad.

This is a sad commentary about both of them ...

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