Wide open

Greetings from the foothills of the Tennessee Smokey Mountains.  It’s gone from brisk here to flat-out cold.  Somebody told me the other day that this weird form of condensation on my truck in the early mornings is actually frost…or frozen water.  Well, when I let my oh-so spoiled dogs out for bathroom & breakfast, they walk gingerly across it, then usually stop, turn around and glare at me like they’re being punished.  Oh well, I can’t do anything about the weather, cold paws, (or the air conditioner that’s still running in my office) and in spite of it all, we’ve managed to get things pretty heated up here in the Performance division of Coker Tire. (more…)