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After thousands of years deep below the earth's crust, under intense pressure and heat, finally a unique rock was formed. Eventually, it was brought closer to the surface through volcanic activity where someone could bring it out of a deep mine.

After travelling across land and ocean from probably half way around the globe, a highly skilled individual carefully cut this rock into a specific design, then polished it and set it into a ring of very precious metal.

My son bought this ring because he wanted to place it on the hand of one very special person.

No longer just a unique rock and precious metal, it has now become a symbol.

Not just a symbol, but a promise.

Congratulations Dylan and Lauren.

OTR Octogenarian

Time to hit the open road.

There's nothing quite like the rumble of a 18 wheeler under your floorboards and the smell of diesel exhaust early in the morning.

Yep. That's my Mom, there. All 85 years young and itching to put the pedal to the metal.

"Breaker, breaker one-nine... we got a grandma crawling up your back door pulling into the Montfort and lookin' to blow your doors off. I guess she'll be runnin' bear bait all the way to Shakey Town"

What with the economic crunch biting us all pretty hard, my brother and I decided it was time to put Mom back to work.

She doesn't really seem to mind and looks pretty happy to be getting some fresh air.

So, Mom, keep the shiny side up and the dirty side down and we'll catch you on the flip-flop.

Do-It-Yourself

As you can see, we have decided to jump on the latest bandwagon of do-it-yourself brain surgery made easy at home.
The kit comes with a tie-on plastic bonnet. Depending on the procedure you have selected, you simply follow the color coded lines to make all the incisions and any necessary extractions.
Of course, as the patient, you may feel terrible and look awful afterward. But, if done properly, you won't care.

Key to the City?

We just moved into a new apartment complex. That means a bunch of new keys. It made me think about how many keys I have to keep. An apartment key, a gate key, the pool key, post office box key, my truck key, toolbox key, office key, bathroom key, cycle key, storage unit key, trailer hitch key, receiver pin key... then I also have to have some fobs... garage door fob, cycle alarm fob and gate fob.

Certain traffic intersections around Phoenix are popular with the homeless and destitute. They stand along the roadway, usually holding a cardboard sign asking for help or a handout. So, the other day, as I was sitting at one of these intersections waiting for the light to change, I am watching one of these men walk along next to the cars, carrying his sign. He is walking toward my truck, but then the light changes, so he turns around to catch the stopped traffic on the cross street. As he turns around to walk away from me, I notice hanging on the back of his belt a big ring of keys. Wait a minute...keys... a bunch of them. Somebody explain this to me. What are all of his keys for?