Not a very good day!

[Snapshot]

Well, I left for Montana at 5:30 this morning, and 20 miles out of Tucson I blew a tire on my fifth wheel trailer, and not just a tire but when it blew it destroyed the drain pipe coming out of my holding tank

 

So I put on the spare and head north. Just south of Camp Verde the spare tire that I put on blew and tore a large hole in the bottom of my trailer

 

I head into Camp verde to the tire store and $172 dollars later for 2 dinky tires. I am on the road, behind schedule.

 

Now I am sitting in a Camper freindly Walmart in Richfield, Utah 180 miles south of Salt Lake, with a possible bad alternator that is making an unholy noise.

 

Just shoot me!

 

Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

hhhhh!

 

Some days I think I am cursed.

 

I am done venting now!

[DesertBull]

I was takin' a trip out to L.A.

Toolin' along in my Cheverolet

Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio

 

Just as I crossed the Mississippi line

I heard that highway start to whine

And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow

 

Well the spare was flat and I got uptight

'Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight

So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim

 

I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car

It was right in front of this little bar, a

Kind of a red-neck lookin' joint called the "Dew Drop Inn"

 

Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat

And told the bartender that I had a flat

And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one

 

Well there was one thing I was sure proud to see

There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me and

He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone

 

I called up the station down the road a ways and

He said he wasn't very busy today

And he could have somone out there in just about 10 minutes or so

 

He said," Now, you just stay right where yer at!"

And I didn't bother to tell the dern fool

That I sure as heck didn't have anyplace else to go

 

I ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar

When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car

With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?"

 

Well he looked at me and I dang near died

And I decided that I'd just wait outside

So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

 

Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin

These 5 big dudes come strollin' in

With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

 

Now I was almost to the door when the biggest one

Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!"

And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath

 

Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight

In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night

Especially when there was three of them and only one of me

 

They all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick

And I knew I better think of something pretty quick

So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee

 

Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair

But before he could move I grabbed me a chair

And said "Now watch him Folks cause he's a furly dangerous man!"

 

"Well you may not know it but this man is a spy.

He's a undercover agent for the FBI

And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!"

 

He was still bent over holdin' on to his knee

But everybody else was lookin' and listenin' to me

And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went

 

I said "Would you believe this man has gone as far

As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars

And he voted for George McGovern for President."

 

"Well he's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!

I betchya he's even got a commie flag

Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."

 

"He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys

He may look dumb but that's just a disguise

He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage"

 

They all started lookin' real suspicious at him and

He jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!

You know he's lyin' I been livin' here all of my life!"

 

"I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch

And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.

And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"

 

Then he started saying somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed

But I didn't wait around to hear the rest

I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck

 

And when I hit the door I was makin' tracks

And they were just taking my car down off the jacks

So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up

 

Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud

Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd

Comin' out the door and headed toward me at a trot

 

And I guess I shoulda gone ahead and run

But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun

Of chasin' them all just once around the parking lot

 

Well they're headed for their car but I hit the gas and

Spun around and headed 'em off at the pass

I was slingin' gavel and puttin' a ton o' dust in the air

 

Well I had them all out there steppin' and fetchin'

Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin'

but I figgered I'd better go ahead and split before the cops got there

 

When I hit the road I was really wheelin'

Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin'

And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas

 

Well I think I'm gonna reroute my trip

I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped

If I went to L.A., via Omaha

[motoxno53]

Hey man your luck will turn all the bad is behind you. Tomorrow is a new day. Best of luck.

[Snapshot]

Desertbull,

 

For somebody older than Brontosaurus poop, you remember that song well

 

 

[Snapshot]

Anymore breakdowns and I will be standing on the side of the road with a sign that says "Will work for car parts"

 

Well, I am going to try and get some sleep in this Walmart parking lot from H#ll.

[Snapshot]

Hey man your luck will turn all the bad is behind you. Tomorrow is a new day. Best of luck.

 

Thanks Bro, I sure hope so.

 

I was going to be on the road at the crack of dawn, but now I have to wait until Autozone opens, and then change out the alternator.

[bonecollector]

Man I hope the rest of your trip is better, don't know if it can get any worse.

[Snapshot]

After a little detective work, I found the nasty noise was an idler pulley. Put a new on on and, I am on the road.