Category: Diary of a Wooley kid

This feels like one of those nightmares, where I forgot I had a pet fish or rabbit, and went running back to a shed in the back yard, looking to see what’s become of my poor creature in the past 8 months.

Forgive me for being so unblogged for so long!

What’s new?

• I got a new awesome job!
• The mean neighbor lady moved away.
• I broke by back, but it’s mostly better now.
• I sold the Mighty Cutlass, along with a bunch of stuff that was in the back yard.
• Back yard is now filled with other stuff.

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I’m on TikTok!

I decided to try TikTok for the video blogging. Then as soon as I made the switch, I read headlines about the US government banning TikTok. This makes me angry, since I finally learned the trick to editing vertical videos on iMovie – specifically for this platform, then y’all wanna take it away before I can get rich as a TikTok influencer.

At this point, I feel it’s best to push hard on the TikTok videos, hoping to score some of that overnight fame and fortune I’ve heard about… grab all the TikTok riches I can before The Man takes it away.

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Catching up:

Tire Mayday

The following videos are a short YouTube documentary about moving 680 tires out of my yard in May, 2022. Having lost use of a property to store transfer materials for Desert Pigs, I had to move all the recyclable/special needs junk from Pig cleanups to my own back yard. THEN the neighbor called code enforcement on me!

Where I had to take the tires, was an hour away in Reno. It took many trips to get that pile out of my back yard. All sorts of mini adventures were has along the way.

Having successfully delivered [most] of the trailer to Clean up Pahrump [plate fell off somewhere], it was time to check out of our room at the Saddle West Hotel, and make the long trip back to northern Nevada.

The spot Lisa and I parked the night before, proved to be a bad decision. Right next to the Burbie, a septic truck was sucking something horrid from somewhere in the building, and I think their hoses had a leak somewhere. The seconds spent unlocking our truck, felt like hours.

We escaped the shit storm, and hit the highway. Fresh air and not having a trailer behind us for the next few hundred miles, felt awesome! Along the way, we swung by the Alien Travel Center, to give a spiritual fist-bump to my old boss / former owner. I thought about poking my head into the Alien Cathouse to say hi, but I heard that’s a place of sin, and we all know I’m a man of Jesus.

After buying a couple overpriced souvenirs, we blasted off from Alien Travel Center, and went to do something I’ve always wanted to, every time I drove to and from the Vegas area: Touch Big Dune! It didn’t disappoint, as far as giant piles of sand go. It was really big, and really sandy. I am sad to report that I did not see a single sand worm.

On to Beatty, we hollered at some donkeys. Then we almost died between there and Goldfield, trying to get around a fuel truck, missing oncoming traffic (another semi) by mere seconds. Near death experiences are required at some point as you travel to and/or from the Vegas area. I wish I could say we had video, but I was more focused on not dying, than capturing the moment. Sorry about that.

The rest of our video takes you to some landmarks in our dusty Nevada desert. I apologize for the elevator music loop… having watched this a few times, it’s giving me twitches.

Now that we have all 3 hydraulic lift bed dump trailers, which were awarded from a Nevada OHV grant to Desert Pigs and Clean up Pahrump, it’s time time for a ROAD TRIP!

If you’ve made the long drive from Reno to Las Vegas, you know how long that trip feels. Miles and miles of endless desert, with a few small towns in between. You get the high mountain desert slowly evolve into sea level, complete with mesquite and joshua trees.

NOTE: In the video, it appears I’ve stopped traffic on the highway, just to stretch and take a break. It’s kinda’ funny that I have to actually say this: There was road construction happening, and traffic was stopped for a few miles, as we all waited for the guide vehicle to come from the other direction. I’m not that crazy.