legal Notes

DISCLAIMER:

WWW.MYROADADVENTURES.COM (HEREBY REFERRED TO AS ‘MY ROAD ADVENTURES’) is solely authored by Jason S. Harry unless otherwise noted. The articles contained within My Road Adventures are my opinions and not those of my parents, grandparents, spouse, offspring, siblings, friends, casual acquaintances, or employer (past, present or future). While I act in the capacity of a professional behind the wheel of a commercial vehicle, I am not to be considered a professional writer, offering advice to anyone else on driving a truck or any other subject. I am not to be held responsible for what others may do/act with the wisdom and/or experiences I share either through words or pictures. While I am responsible for certain content on My Road Adventures (IE: Articles written by me) I cannot be held accountable for any inaccuracies or mistakes. Like most of my readers, I am also Human and prone to such fallacies (in addition to changing and evolving thought patterns).

It is not my intent to libel, offend, devalue or otherwise cause harm to any person, place (Towns, Cities, Counties, States and other Planets) or business (public or private). If an individual or person (or persons) representing a ‘place’ or business deems any of my writings insensitive, offensive or otherwise harmful, I hereby request they contact me directly through email ( mrjharry@gmail.com ). Reasonable efforts will be made to make clarifications, corrections or removal from the My Road Adventures website.

I am not responsible for any content on any external links provided by My Road Adventures. I am also not to be held accountable if you follow one link to another (and so on) until you end up wasting hours of your life needlessly.

All writing on My Road Adventures is written in the English Language. I am to be held harmless for any misunderstandings, controversies or regional wars that arise from translating my writings from the English language.

Readers are free to disagree with me and are encouraged to comment on whatever they like. Any persons (including guest authors) commenting shall be held responsible for what they say on My Road Adventures and I reserve the right not to publish anything I find obscene, obnoxious or just plain idiotic. All commenting authors are bound by their country of origin and are responsible for following the rules of their Governing jurisdiction. If you offend your Village Idiot (or anyone else), it is your responsibility.

All images on My Road Adventures are to be considered my intellectual property (unless otherwise noted) and are not be used without my written consent. This also applies to any writings I have authored. If you want to reproduce any content from My Road Adventures, please contact me beforehand.

I stand to make no financial gain from the content on My Road Adventures, but I reserve the right in the future to earn millions of dollars from best-selling books, or even hundreds of dollars from newspaper and/or magazine writings. No person or corporation pays me anything for what I write on My Road Adventures and beyond not making money, I gain no extra perks, "atta boys", or special privileges from my employers, past, present or future.

While we’re on the subject of Finances, I must offer a statement of liability regarding the My Road Adventures website. My Wife and I have 5 beautiful kids and the associated pile of bills that come with such a large family. That said, our family economy is as fragile as our Planet's Environmental system and therefore my Financial liability shall not exceed five hundred dollars.

That covers the Legal Gobble-dee-gook, now let's get back to the fun!

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