When I think about the reasons I didn’t use my real name on my blog/twitter/facebook they all seem vague now.
I try to come up with new arguments to keep the charade going, but it all falls flat.
So, without further ado, I’d like to introduce you all (though most of you know already) to Casey Freeland.
Wasn’t as exciting as I thought it would be.
Ah, well. That’s my real name. Don’t wear it out. My father named my closest (in age) siblings Kelly, Casey and Carey. When he got mad and tried to yell at us he’d scream, “K-Ka-K-Ke-Ke-Ka!!!” and his face would get all red. His fault. Should have named one of us Fred.
I’m traveling to Crescent City tomorrow. Haven’t been there in a while. There are some customers who need my attention. Winter always keeps me away because the route I take goes through a really crappy mountain pass. It’s beautiful. But the truckers talk to each other on their CB’s to make sure they don’t cross paths on certain turns. Because there’s just not enough room.
So with me luck!