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Mad dog

Posted: October 10th, 2009, 3:11 pm
by jackofnightmares
My brother could sic me on someone like I was an attack dog.

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 2:03 pm
by stilltrucking
<center>WARNING THIS PAGE IS RATED PG-50



Shenandoah Valley Wheel Estate
18 wheels humming home sweet home
The Phenomenology of Homelessness



proto-feminist
No. No.
All Lies.
I am small
and you hold me.
You give me milk
and we are the same
and I am glad.
No. No.
All lies.
I am a truck.
I run everything.
I own you.
The Jesus Papers Anne Sexton


For 25 years and 2,000,000+ miles I have wandered the interstates as a lost soul ...ever since the event that sent me running down the road trying to escape from the experience l call My 3 Scarlet Letters Now I have found a refuge in this beautiful valley. I hope this page will be a work in progress as I learn how to drive on this virtual highway . From my crib I can still see the trucks and hear the highway sounds and, "A penny for my thoughts would not tax my mind at all. "Shooting For The Stars


I used to think I was going to be like St. Jack and cash in on all the crap I been through and turn it all into the great American trash novel. the first to be written in spontaneous html Now I think I would rather drive a truck.



At the tender age of 33, after my encounter with spider love had totally freaked me out, I ran away to join the circus and wound up driving the elephant truck, became a diesel addict and the road owned me for 25 years.
Well it is Monday night and I have fiddled with this long enough for one day. I am going to put it up again no matter how dumb or what mistakes I missed. See you later.


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Sept. 2, 2000
Later, much later, about 3 years later
Stayed in to watch "Silent Woman" on TV that morning. When I finally got to work they fired me






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(...he was held fast to the book by the strength of his belief that "When this book is finished, which is going to be the sum and substance and crap of everything I've been through throughout this whole god dam life, I shall be redeemed.(Broken Link)






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Posted: October 13th, 2009, 3:38 pm
by SadLuckDame
I do hope nothing stops you from writing the novel, trucker.
I believe in you, for what it's worth.

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 4:39 pm
by stilltrucking
That was my webpage from 1999
I have to change the rating to PG-60
I am still interested in spontaneous hyper text
but no longer interested in writing a novel

Thanks Dame Alice
At this point in time I am only concerned with respecting your space.
"You remind me of a chess game with someone I admire" Christmas In Prison ---John Prine paraphrased.

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 4:42 pm
by SadLuckDame
Was I truly that gruff with you?

If I was as you say,
I shall pack my bags now on be on my way.
I'd have no one to write to.

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 6:09 pm
by stilltrucking
Gruff?

No I don't think so.

Do you?

Catfish are delicious. Not kosher but still pretty tasty.

I always liked that song Catfish John.

Anne Charters wrote a biography of Kerouac that reads like a novel.
What a sad old man he turned out to be at the tender age of 47. It was women that did him in. He wrote such beautiful books. The only man to give Timothy Leary a bum trip.


I like chit chatting with you sad luck