Good morning readers. Thanks for coming by for a read this morning.
Gale came down last night with a couple of hundred photos of the 1978 Ford Econoline RV and his impressions of what he’d seen. Considering the amount of money I have at my disposal and what I intend to do with myself, he thinks it’s a good vehicle.
Both he, and the neighbor up the hill have grave concerns acknowledging if the RV dies somewhere out there I’m going to be dead in the water. They both believe a better option would be a pickup and pull behind travel trailer. I agree.
But the fact is, if I spent half on a pickup and half on a travel trailer I’d end up with two cheap, likely undependable artifacts in my life with high probabilities for failure instead of one.
I’m going to be checking this out carefully and if it is the best game in town, I’ll play.
My friend Eddie, meanwhile, pointed out that the Salvation Mountain job probably would be hotter and pay less than a gate guard at an oil field site if I can get such a job. I’ll be thinking through whether that’s something I want to pursue. Ed Hurst indicated he thought it’s a weight and balance matter – just a problem of how much a person is willing to put up with for the sake of more money.
Which, when you boil every thing down and scrape what’s left on the bottom off the inside of the pot, pretty much describes modern life.