Comments By Carter

Hey Sue,

I think it depends on the company. With Prime, from what I've seen so far, they either pre pay for the fee, or you can get a com check for the amount authorized by the company. Either way, no money comes out of your pocket.

Other companies may work differently, so your mileage may vary.

Hey Brett, this might be an example of a thread where a "like" button would work. There are some great examples here!

No worries Errol. I give myself 2 days, 7 hours and 12 minutes (give or take) before I do something twice as bad.

I tell Satan that I'm not real bright, but I try hard. This could be a bad combo for me...

Cruising through Idaho listening to the Kenny Wayne Shepherd Band album "Trouble is..." Mountains, a little stormy and some blues. Yeah, that'll work.

Nope. I think it is that we read it, shook our heads in united misery and moved on before we said something evil.

Some people's kids don't know when they are saying something offensive and probably wouldn't understand if you explained it to them.

How much do you want to bet that when you said that and drove off, your friendly Mensa candidate said "What's his problem?"

Yup, these are the people we deal with.

Go get 'em Mikki! When you are coherent and feel like logging on instead of going back to sleep, would love to hear how it's going.

My Spidey senses are tingling... something tells me that the "breakdown" wasn't random and that it is possible that the driver, or one of the guards wasn't terribly surprised.

Just sayin

Just arrived in Twin Falls, ID and got a chance to check out all the responses. Some great selections in there, Seger definitely travels well, and Tom Petty has that common man thing going.

The great thing about this is that there is no wrong answer, in fact the answer can even change depending on mood. I have an example from my first week of training.

Driving east through New Mexico we passed through Albuquerque, NM one night (awesome view). It was week 1 for me and the weather in the area had been bad recently. Marginally icy roads and I was heading to the mountain pass on the other side. Of course as soon as we get in there...fog. lots and lots of fog. Satan (my trainer) was in the jump seat attempting to talk me through it.

I don't remember exactly what I said, but it was something like "if sounds don't stop coming out of your face hole, I'm going to stab you in the neck with a pen...I'm trying to concentrate here!" So, not my finest moment. After molding my fingers into his steering wheel, we came out the other side.

Satan was gracious and just laughed a little and called me a pansy (which, I explained to him are very tough and hardy flowers actually. It's true, look it up) and went back to his bunk.

I turned on the radio and heard Kylie Minogue, can't get you out of my head. I couldn't help but do a little chair dance and I now associate her with that stretch of highway heading east.

For some reason, that same stretch of road heading west gets the Spotify treatment with Fall Out Boy, my songs know what you did last summer.

Go figure.

Nice I love both of those!

Wow! That's fantastic.