I am still jet lagging.

I really don't want to do anything.

Wednesday my day got shot all to h-e-double l. I had some DPS citations truckers had turned in to me to take care of. On our route that the truckers run, there is a DOT weigh/inspection station. There is no way to avoid it. If the lights are flashing, the drivers are required to pull in. Some drivers will stop in the small town of Riviera and wait for the DOT officers to fill their yard with over weight or out of service vehicles which requires them to turn out the lights. Then those drivers hoping to circumvent the system will try to get by while the lights are out. I am not opposed to random inspections and random weighing. If I were to be driving one of these big rigs, I would sure want it to be "safe". What those officers down there have is a witch hunt. I have been told they have put vehicles out of service and written citations for such things as a dirty license plate. Often times these officers will write a ticket saying "I think you have a loose bolt". The remarkable thing is, often there is a mechanic on site who is more than willing to check the torque on said bolt, for a fee, and sign off on the citation (which when showed to DPS will release the vehicle to leave the out of service area). One ticket one of my drivers got was that he needed to tighten up the license plate bracket. Turns out the bracket is riveted on from the factory. Go figure.

Anyhow, the time frame for pleading and paying the citations was today, so Wednesday I was compelled to go get cashier's checks for the tickets. While I was in South Texas, I had opened a bank account at a bank that is merging with Compass Bank. In fact, on the door there is a sign proclaiming that this location is a division of Compass Bank. I had enough money in this small petty cash account to pay the tickets, and an added benefit was that there are Compass Bank locations in Abilene. Or so I thought. I went to the nearest Compass location to our house in Abilene and told them what I wanted to do. I had my account numbers and everything, but they couldn't bring up my account. I even gave them my Compass Check card and that account showed to not be active.

That meant I had to drive an hour each way to a small rural bank I do some business with to get the needed checks. By the time I drove over and back, I was really miffed. At Compass Bank, DPS, DOT, and the drivers. $1170.00 for the four citations (and I had already paid one).

Why I oughta ........... .

When I finally got to the house Wednesday night, I picked KRl up and we went out to eat. That was fun.

Thursday was a lot more laid back. I left the house after lunch, got a haircut, headed to pick up a truck that needed some attention, looked at some trucks that might be possible acquisitions, (and some that are like wet dreams, I would love to have them but they are much too new and to pricey). My final stop was at the grocery store where I purchased the ingredients to fix chicken schezuen.

It is always fun when Krl and I cook together. And the meal was very good.

I did speak with Pat late yesterday. She is going to go back to Palestine Tuesday to take Chloe and Steph for their six week check ups, then she is bringing them back to Roscoe for Chloe to meet "kinfolks". Crazy thing is, she just got back from Palestine Thursday night. She was telling me she had letters and calls to return and was very upset that their accountant is retiring October 1. A couple of the letters involved the accountant and his field of expertise.

I have received no update on Dakota Rain so I will take that as good news!

One last note, I talked to Edwin (the manager in south Texas) and he told me he thought I could stay home until sometime next week. Possibly midweek! Yes! Worst part is, I have to be in Stephenville to work a show a week from tomorrow.

I sure get tired of driving!

And tomorrow is Rian's birthday. The big 31. Huh? How can that be. Happy Birthday Rian!

FATHER, thank YOU for the R & R, rest me well. Bless Rian on his Birthday. Help K.O. and I as we ponder more opportunities.