Three trips to Billings to get everything I wanted to sell hauled up to the market. One hundred and eighty miles per trip. That's 540 miles total. Sixty dollars of gas per trip. One hundred and eighty dollars to haul all the critters up there. Sale is today but I won't be there, I have a stock tank leaking and need to replace the tank.
I would never make a truck driver. Those three trips about killed me, I hate driving to town.
The vain travail hath wearied me so sore, Sir Thomas Wyatt
Wednesday, August 30. 2006
Sore Behind
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I seem to recall that you had an issue with one of your newly installed water tanks, screws not being tight enough, and having to walk behind the hired man. I had a hunch you'd be having a leakage....but, my memory is vague nowdays.
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Bonita
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2006-08-30 19:02
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Different tank today. This one was a 10 foot metal tank with a rusted out bottom. Luckily I had a tank sitting right here to replace it with. It went well and the job is done.
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Sarpy Sam
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2006-08-30 20:32
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