21.3.2008
Men of Leisure
After I got through with that little possession wow gold -- wow gold -- wow gold kaufen problem in Dallas with the Marshall boys and their nightime distributing Business I wanted to get me as far away from that town as I could and even though I was on probation and was supposed to check in with my officer ever month, I figured I could slip off for a while and wouldn't nobody notice so I headed off down to the interstate to a truck stop and found me a long haul driver that needed some company. He was going to Flagstaff and since I was going as far as I could sit my butt in a seat, we sure got off to a good relationship, especially since he liked to talk and well I really didn't have much I wanted to talk about. So we rode for near ten hours through the plains and farms and oil wells and cattle and cotton, with a stop in Amarillo for diesel and a burger that he bought for me and said he could expense to his company, and all along the way he told me about his travels and adventures and especially the women that would just crawl all over him once they'd got a good look at his rig, he said. He was a funny guy and he kept me awake near most of the way and I believe that even when I dozed off he was talking on, living out all his miles in his stories to me. When he wasn't talking to me, he was chatting on the radio with other drivers, all talking about women and restaurants and how the owners of the trucking companies was screwing the men who moved the roads. Well when we got into them mountains in New Mexico and made our way through the gap and down the pike into Albuquerque, I told Big Salami that I just thought I'd see a little bit of the old west and I alighted into the streets of the A town. Now the very first place I know to go in a strange town is where I can find people that'll steer me to good places to eat and sleep so I headed over to the bus station and talked up the janitor for a few minutes and then asked one of the loaders out back where to go, not cause I didn't trust the mexican sweeping floors to tell me the truth, I just didn't want to end up in some place where my white face might be less welcome than it was even back in Dallas.
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