Sabotage in South
This isn't from people throwing their shoes into looms.
We've been purposely setup for destruction. I've already
told you about our massive oil leak. If not you can read
I went to pick up the truck. They were still trying to
work me for $1100 for a part even though I paid $1700
for them to fix a misdiagnosed problem. This time, I got
the truck and drove it 60 miles to a truck stop. While
I'm fueling, I hear a click click click and the whole
passenger underside of the engine was on FIRE!!! I
quickly run into the truck stop and grab their fire
extinguisher by the front door. Luckily it was only 20
feet away. I put out the fire. Now all the wiring to my
starter is burnt off. The main power cable is welded to
the bottom of the truck. Of course, I already know the
score. I'm not going to be able to start the truck.
There's not going to be any power going to the starter.
I think for a minute and say that it's a stick shift and
I could just bump start the truck. So, I decided to
drive fifty miles back to our camp site and get our tow
cables, my right hand man Paris and some tools. When we
get back to the truck stop, my truck is gone from the
gas pumps even though I'd told the management that I'd
be back in an hour or two and tow it out of their way.
My first thought in my head was oh shit this was going
to be a thousand dollar impound tow bill. Then I look in
the parking lot they moved it as far as they could. I
think they thought it was going to go Clint Eastwood and
burn up their pumps and truck stop by catching fire
Paris said we couldn't bump start the truck because the
glow plugs aren't engaging and it would do more damage
to the engine than good. I called the carnival owner and
told him that we'd have to cancel the Minnesota route
because it wasn't feasible to go 700 miles and catch the
last day and drive 700 miles to North Dakota when we're
closer to ND at the moment. So, I rerouted the show to
South Dakota to play a big national rodeo with an
established festival and carnival so we will get five
days not one day so if it rained we wouldn't blow
another whole week. Then we have only a couple hundred
mile jump to rejoin the Mighty Thomas Shows after the
I never had an engine catch on fire and the rubber
plastic coating to the main power cable was cut. I'm
thinking the truck service company did this out of spite
that they weren't able to squeeze $1100 out of me that
they were inadequate with in the first place. Hopefully
in the morning a local mechanic can solve the problem
without too much more added expense. I hope this doesn't
get in the way of my 11AM appointment to get my first
tattoo at 55 years old. My shrunken head will be on my
right arm by 2pm. My mother is probably turning in her
grave right now. She always taught me that tattoos don't
tell you where you're going, only where you come from.
But just like my banners, I wouldn't do it unless it was
the most exceptional, phenomenal tattoo. The only thing
I'm afraid of is I'm compulsive. I might get every
attraction I own on my body and look like Bryce Graves.
More UPFM as time progresses. I hope this is not karma
to bite me in the ass. When is this bad luck going to
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