Here we go again....................another day in a motel room. Oh, don't get me wrong, the chance to kick back and relax is great....but great ended a few days ago. Let me back up. Last week we had to have our truck serviced at one of our yards...this requires changing the oil, greasing, bring fluid levels up to where they should be and checking for any problems....this should be about a 3 - 4 hour job. The mechanic, and I use that with great prejudice, took 8 hours and still not get it finished. All four drive tires needed replaced and I had told them that the engine was running rough and to check it and he was not able to do that. What he did manage to do was change the oil, grease and chance to oil and fuel filters. The next day, a female mechanic got our tires replace, The shop did not tell her to check the engine problem. We left to get a load and after picking it up the truck was running worse, so back to the yard and give that load away so we can go back into the shop. Finally we get someone who knows what he is doing. He asked who had worked on out truck and I told him some new kid. He shook his head and said that the kid would never had been by himself as he did not know what he was doing. Now we have an air compressor gone bad and the kid should have know that. SSSssssooooooooooo that means another night in a motel. They get it fixed and off we go again to pick-up yet another load. We are loaded and on our way, at least you would think, but nnnooooooooo. The engine is running rough and we are loosing power and we are now on a two lane highway on a steep grade almost to the top before we can find a spot to squeeze into to get off the road. Lights on the dash are blinking and the engine just wants to unbolt its self from the frame and jump off the mountain. We call breakdown and they get hold of someone to come help us, An hour later he shows up and hooks his computer to the trucks brain and tells us that we have an injector that has gone bad. We tell breakdown and they get hold of yet another shop as the problem falls under warranty work. Call dispatch, they are sending another truck to come get our load. Three hours later the other truck shows up and takes out load and we bobtail the the truck shop. Had to laugh when we got there as their name is Horwith freight liner, makes sense as this truck has been steadily f..king us.
So here it is Friday night and they close at 11pm and tell me that they cannot get to us till Monday.......back to but yet another motel. Call them on Monday and yelp, you guessed it, not going to ready today, perhaps tomorrow.....great. Now, if you have not been keeping track of the days that have gone bye let me bring you up to speed......................NO FRIGGIN PAY.....NO MOOLA......NO GREENBACKS......NOTTA $$$$$$$ !!!!!!

Oh the joys of the trucking life we live....yelp, we get to put of with rudeness, lack of common sense and just plain stupidity from coast to coast. So that is why I wear the button.

Here we go again......another day in a motel room. Oh, don'e get me wrong, the chance to kick back and relax is great....but, great ended a few days ago. Let me back up. Last wee we had to have out truck serviced at one of our yards....this requires changing the oil, greasing all the fittings and fifth wheel, bring the fluid levels up to where they should be and checking for an problems and issue's that I have told them about. The only thing I asked them to look at was that the engine seemed to be running a little rough. The service as itself should only take about 3 - 4 hours. Eight hours later the only thing that this new mechanic was able to accomplish wash the basic service....oil, grease, filters and fluid levels.....the day crew would have to finish what was left, roughness of engine and new tires. Now during this 8 plus hours Ruth Ann, Babygirl and I had to sit outside on a concrete bench as Babygirl is not allowed in the building. So when the mechanic informed us of his imcompentance it was mid-night and he pulled the truck out of the shop wo we would have a place to sleep. The next morning we were told as to the fact that the new guy did not put the right information in the system that we would have to wait till that afternoon before they could get to us. Now it is our turn and a different machanic is assinged to our truck and we talk and he gets under the truck and in a discussed verble expression says SHIT. He come out from under and states that the new guy should never have been working on the truck by himself.....well, duh. Now we have an air compressor problem and this will take awhile. The only thing that got done that day was that a female machanic put new tires on the truck, and she took them off and got them on, did not screw anything up, knew what she was doing and did it in a timely manner, perhaps she should have been over-seeing the new guys work, just saying. I told the newly assined machanic we were getting a motel. Which we had to pay for.

Here we go again....................another day in a motel room. Oh, don't get me wrong, the chance to kick back and relax is great....but great ended a few days ago. Let me back up. Last week we had to have our truck serviced at one of our yards...this requires changing the oil, greasing, bring fluid levels up to where they should be and checking for any problems....this should be about a 3 - 4 hour job. The mechanic, and I use that with great prejudice, took 8 hours and still not get it finished. All four drive tires needed replaced and I had told them that the engine was running rough and to check it and he was not able to do that. What he did manage to do was change the oil, grease and chance to oil and fuel filters. The next day, a female mechanic got our tires replace, The shop did not tell her to check the engine problem. We left to get a load and after picking it up the truck was running worse, so back to the yard and give that load away so we can go back into the shop. Finally we get someone who knows what he is doing. He asked who had worked on out truck and I told him some new kid. He shook his head and said that the kid would never had been by himself as he did not know what he was doing. Now we have an air compressor gone bad and the kid should have know that. SSSssssooooooooooo that means another night in a motel. They get it fixed and off we go again to pick-up yet another load. We are loaded and on our way, at least you would think, but nnnooooooooo. The engine is running rough and we are loosing power and we are now on a two lane highway on a steep grade almost to the top before we can find a spot to squeeze into to get off the road. Lights on the dash are blinking and the engine just wants to unbolt its self from the frame and jump off the mountain. We call breakdown and they get hold of someone to come help us, An hour later he shows up and hooks his computer to the trucks brain and tells us that we have an injector that has gone bad. We tell breakdown and they get hold of yet another shop as the problem falls under warranty work. Call dispatch, they are sending another truck to come get our load. Three hours later the other truck shows up and takes out load and we bobtail the the truck shop. Had to laugh when we got there as their name is Horwith freight liner, makes sense as this truck has been steadily f..king us.
So here it is Friday night and they close at 11pm and tell me that they cannot get to us till Monday.......back to but yet another motel. Call them on Monday and yelp, you guessed it, not going to ready today, perhaps tomorrow.....great. Now, if you have not been keeping track of the days that have gone bye let me bring you up to speed......................NO FRIGGIN PAY.....NO MOOLA......NO GREENBACKS......NOTTA $$$$$$$ !!!!!!

Oh the joys of the trucking life we live....yelp, we get to put of with rudeness, lack of common sense and just plain stupidity from coast to coast. So that is why I wear the button.

"There comes a time."

Life is filled with so many adventures rather they be exciting or heartbreaking and everything in between. You walk down many paths in your life's journey that take you to the places you thought was the right way and many times it was the wrong road. But, no matter which way you ventured it has made you who you are.

All that being said, my life has been very interesting with all it's downfalls and uplifting stages. I have come to the point in my life that I can reflect on all the years that I have lived through.

Now, with out getting to religious, I know that there is a God because of the wonders that He has done in my life, one being that I am still alive after all the crazy things that I have done.

My wife is going through some very serious things right due to cancer....we have a large family, friends and groups that have prayed and sent comforting wishes to and for us.

We are not out of the woods yet but we see first hand that prayers do work.

You can take this as you wish I just wanted to get a little off my chest.

If you know of someone that is sick, then say a little prayer for them.

ALTERNATIVE CHILDREN

Well, here it is a year later and the hurt of our little Babygirl still is within our hearts. She is laid to rest next to the flower bed along side of the parking pad so she is always there for us to see. It is hard to tell someone that is not a pet owner the depth of pain you have loosing one of your alternative children, the loss of our first Babygirl still brings sorrow to us. They will forever live in out memories.

We now have Alex, our first boy and he is all boy. He is a loving and caring little guy and love to play with his toys. At times he thinks we are a chew toy and when he starts to get a little over bearing with the biting we tell him no and he quickly goes into the love mode. He loves for us to be around and waste no time to cuddle into us. He is different from the two Babygirls and has his own personality.

We are a alternative child family and will always be one...we love our kids just like the parents of human kids....if you come to our home, you will be greeted by barking and smelling...when he gets uses to you being in His home, and he senses that you are okay to be here he will make up to you and allow you to stay and perhaps pet and hold him.

Remembering the old Sailor in me.

It kind of amazes me of the things that I have done in my life as I look back upon it. I never really gave much thought about my surroundings as I did things until now. When I was in the Navy I had the most amazing time of my life. I worked on the flight deck which I loved because I love aircraft. I was surrounded by jets, props and choppers. People climbing into aircraft, weapons being loaded, fueling being done, elevators going up or down and people towing, unchaining, unchalking and directing all this going on at the same time in all kinds of weather day and night. When I walked on to the flight deck I put myself, just like everyone else up there, in harms way never thinking about the possibility of not making it back down to my bunk. I got hazardous duty pay as did everyone else up there but I never considered the reason why I got it, I just had fun doing what I was doing______now I look back and thank God I am still here! This revelation I just wrote about is not for a pat on the back but a salute to those that did it before me, with me and are still doing it!

Fill in the blank.

Ok, I have had it with all the ridiculous and insulting nonsense that the politicians are spewing from their stupid mouths. No matter what side of the fence they come at us from neither have a clue about anything. I tell you what, I am throwing my hat in the ring. Stop, keep reading. You may find some humor, reason to think about what I am saying and even perhaps get behind me. So here goes:

1. I do not have any money to campaign so I will need a lot of word of mouth.
2. I do not have an extensive amount of higher education.
3. My past does have some blemish, nothing terrible.
4. The following is my platform:
A. Get rid of the party system, it does not work anymore.
B. Elect on the popular choice.
C. Get rid of the electoral college.
D. Only have one Senator and one Congressman (sorry, person) per state.
E. Get rid of this "political correct" crap.
F. Lock down our boarders.
G. Get rid of the illegal aliens.
H. No amnesty for any part of illegal's, including the ones born here.
I. Stop foreign aid and apply to our citizens.
J. Stop rebuilding war damage....it is "WAR" damage.
K. Open up our closed down military bases and take the people that are on welfare and food stamps
and put them to work in them to earn the freebies they are getting.
L. Re-enact the draft. Every one at the age of 18 must register. Now let me say this, I am not saying.
that they will be called on as we where when we were at that age. I would like to have a pool to draw from.

M. This nonsense that the electic officials get this enormous salary after they leave office. That is got to
stop.
N. What this country needs most of all "IS THIS COUNTRY". We need to get back to the American
basic's. Build American, buy American and be American.
O. We need to take the money we are lending and spending oversea's and put it back into our
economy.
P. Tax the rich the percentage that they should be paying.
Q. Put the parents and school back in charge of our kids.
R. Take big government out of the home.

Well, there you have it. I really do think that what I believe would if nothing else put us back on the right track to recovery. I know that there are a lot of things that you would consider off the wall. But stop and think about it, your may change your mind.

So when you go to the booth, and you see that little space at the bottom. Go ahead and right my name in.

I am Ralph L, Bradbury and I approve of this blog.

"Enough is enough!"

I have tried not to voice my opinion where I am sure I will be stepping on peoples feet. But, as the title of the blog states..."Politically Correct.....not" you must realize that I have my own mind set agenda. Before I get started I first will say this, if I offend you it is only because evidentially you most likely offend me. Also, if you are a devout anything, then I will most likely be stepping on your toes.

To begin with...Casey Anthony was found not guilty...get over it.
Nancy,Jane,Vinny,HLN are the cause of alot of hate.
I did not nor would I ever vote for Him.
Reality shows are not reality.

Still here? Then lets get to the topic.............



GAYS...........did you know that you can go to school and learn how to be gay? Did you know that you can pray your gay away? Did you know that gay marriage is ruining straight marriages? Did you know that every gay person is after every straight person and want to have sex with them?

Did you know that when you call for the fire department, the fire man that just saved your child may be gay?

Did you know that the police officer that just pulled you out of a wreck may be gay?

Did you know that the medical person that just saved your life may be gay?

Did you know that the men and women in the armed services that fight and die for your freedom may be gay?

Some self proclaimed gay man was on the radio the other night saying that he prayed his gay away and now he is a minister and married to a woman. Ok, he is living a straight life. From everything he said about his childhood and how he lived his life I, nor did the person that was interviewing him feel that he was gay. He had a bad childhood filled with abuse. He chose to enter the gay lifestyle, the key word being "Chose". He lived in that style for around 11 years and then a friend told him about religion and how it could help perhaps with some of the problems he was going through. He prayed for a different life and "WALLA" he was straight again, pretty much as he already was.

I feel that you are who you are. I cannot imagine anyone praying to be gay, reading books on how to be gay, going to some gay school to learn to be gay. I believe that you are born gay. I feel those that are gay have to put up with enough crap from the homophics then to have more of this nonsense shoveled onto them.

Gayness is not a "FAD" that some people weave their lives in and out of because it is the "THING" to do.

Gay people are not the dreaded down fall of society, the haters are. The states that allow gay marriage I applaud you.

Gay people love, they share, they raise children, they die...hmmmm...oh yeah, just like the straight people.

Get over yourself straight people, gay people most likely don't think you are that desirable to have a fling with. Gays are human and are not predictors on your way of life. They want to be treated like you, want the same rights as you and want to live thier lives as free as you. They are proud of whom they are, hell, they even have parades and banners...."GAY PRIDE". Are you proud of whom you are? You Christians, do you show love, understanding the willingness of do onto others as you would have them do onto you? I am just saying.

Okay, there you go. Am I gay? Why, just because I support the gays? Why, because I am not afraid to speak my mind on the subject? Why, because I don't care what you say about my stance? I tell you what, why don't you go ahead and put a label on me, but I got to let you know..I most likely wont care what you decide on that matter. I know who I am and those who know me know who I am. 'STOP ALL THE FRIGGIN HATE!!!!!!"