Another day same BS.

YEAH!  scheduled to pour tomarrow a.m. (third time this week the same I.C.F.  house??) LEAST NOW ITS INSPECTED.. DROVE THREE HOURS ONE WAY YESTERDAY TO DIG 58 FEET OF FOOTER FOR A FRIEND-CUSTOMER THAT WAS IN A BIND, WHEN I GOT THERE I SAW HE COULDN'T GET A TRUCK TO IT- SO HE HAD TO GET SOMEBODY ELSE TO PUMP. OF COURSE THE PUMP BILL WILL BE MORE THAN I CHARGED HIM TO DID THE FOOTING HE SO DESPERATLY NEEDED DONE RIGHT NOW. NO..NOTHING NEW TODAY... SAME OLD.... SAME OLD....

Yes so much happens in our mundain lives,but blessings come from strange places.

Hot hot day here in California. It hit 103 and of course we were starving for trucks, always makes for a quick wash-up. I don't understand how 20 min. between trucks usually turns into an hour.

It wasnt the same old day for me yesterday. I had my first rock pack. I was done pouring out the last truck on a house slab, the guys needed a little more so i waited till the mixer left then pumped about 2 strokes then it just plugged up. the mixer driver put an excessive amout of water in my hopper when he was finished bc he didnt want to clean the mud out of his hopper. so i emptyed my hopper, and cleaned out the first elbow, the cylinders and my reducer as far as i could. filled the hopper with slick packs and water, tried pumping a few strokes real slow.... nothing. I was only a few min. away from the yard so i folded up and drove back. set up at the yard with a full hopper of water and slick packs and it came right out. I guess the drive over there allowed everthing to settle and loosen up. And it had to happen on the day that i had been running a pump for a yr.

Ya see John,from the strangest places.It could well have been a disaster.