Look at people and smile real big, it either makes their day,
or pisses them off. Either way you win.
Chuck
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Look at people and smile real big, it either makes their day,
or pisses them off. Either way you win.
Chuck
I just remembered something.
A few years ago I worked the overnight shift at the Ferguson warehouse. Early one morning, on the way home. I saw a mist rising.
Upon a closer look, it was the result of methane emissions from the back end of a cow.
A few years ago I worked the overnight shift at the Ferguson warehouse. Early one morning, on the way home. I saw a mist rising.
Upon a closer look, it was the result of methane emissions from the back end of a cow.
How in the heck can i wash my neck, if it ain't gonna
rain no more?? Old song that was sung to us kids by
my grandmaw.
Chuck
Sorry Chuck, Kind of just fell off to sleep. It was a loooong hot day yesterday. Anyway, I don't really make the knives or sheaths much any more. I took me awhile to make them but I really never figured it out in an hourly time frame. I would work on them here and there whenever the mood struck me. I mostly made them to trade with other knife makers from a couple of other sites that I frequent. My work space was absconded though when my youngest daughter and grand baby had to move back home for awhile and I just never really got back into making them. I may though, I do still have some material and some nice deer skin leather left.
SW MP15
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Good Evening:
Just a quick reminder. Please be sure and hug your pet SHARK! After all it is shark week!
Just a quick reminder. Please be sure and hug your pet SHARK! After all it is shark week!
It was the English valet episode.If it's an episode with Earnest T. Bass it would be a tough call.
Chuck
Used to sail there about 35 years ago.It was outside of Denver then [emoji1]
I understand there's a gun range.Maybe get some plinkin in?
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Nope, they were afraid that if they smiled, the camera would steal their soul.Did anybody smile back then?
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOgdUXJnWeY[/ame]
Back then photos took up to 15 minutes of exposure time. That's a long time to hold a silly grin for the camera.
That was a Good thing........No selfies !!!!
Can't stand those....Uggggghhhh......
Chuck
By the way, I only traded these knives to the up and coming steel knife forgers. You know, the ones that were still working from their home made forges out in a backyard shop. I traded for some damn fine carbon steel hand forged blades. I'll have to dig them out and snap a few pics.
Somebody started a "post a picture your knife" thread
yesterday. You should share some of your work.
Those are outstanding.
Chuck
Thanks, But don't go getting me confused with real flint knapping Artists. There are some truly talented flint knappers out there.
The stuff that I did was called pressure flaking. It's part of the process but kind of cheating too. I purchased the already cut knife form and then pressure flake along the edge on both sides, back and forth to hopefully make a sharp edged lens shaped stone blade. I was taught by a very good friend of mine who has since passed away. HE , was a true flint knapping master.
His name was Pete Leggitt. You can probably still find pics of some of his work out there on the interwebs if you look.
An unemployed man is desperate to support his family of a wife and three kids. He applies for a janitor's job at a large firm and easily passes an aptitude test.
The human resources manager tells him, "You will be hired at minimum wage of $7.35 an hour. Let me have your e-mail address so that we can get you in the loop. Our system will automatically e-mail you all the forms and advise you when to start and where to report on your first day."
Taken aback, the man protests that he is poor and has neither a computer nor an e-mail address.
To this the manager replies, "You must understand that to a company like ours that means that you virtually do not exist. Without an e-mail address you can hardly expect to be employed by a high-tech firm. Good day."
Stunned, the man leaves. Not knowing where to turn and having $10 in his wallet, he walks past a farmers' market and sees a stand selling 25 lb. crates of beautiful red tomatoes. He buys a crate, carries it to a busy corner and displays the tomatoes. In less than 2 hours he sells all the tomatoes and makes 100% profit.
Repeating the process several times more that day, he ends up with almost $100 and arrives home that night with several bags of groceries for his family. During the night he decides to repeat the tomato business the next day. By the end of the week he is getting up early every day and working into the night. He multiplies his profits quickly.
Early in the second week he acquires a cart to transport several boxes of tomatoes at a time, but before a month is up he sells the cart to buy a broken-down pickup truck.
At the end of a year, he owns three old trucks. His two sons have left their neighbourhood gangs to help him with the tomato business, his wife is buying the tomatoes, and his daughter is taking night courses at the community college so she can keep books for him.
By the end of the second year he has a dozen very nice used trucks and employs fifteen previously unemployed people, all selling tomatoes. He continues to work hard.
Time passes and at the end of the fifth year he owns a fleet of nice trucks and a warehouse that his wife supervises, plus two tomato farms that the boys manage. The tomato company's payroll has put hundreds of homeless and jobless people to work. His daughter reports that the business grossed over one million dollars.
Planning for the future, he decides to buy some life insurance. Consulting with an insurance adviser, he picks an insurance plan to fit his new circumstances.
Then the adviser asks him for his e-mail address in order to send the final documents electronically. When the man replies that he doesn't have time to mess with a computer and has no e-mail address, the insurance man is stunned, "What, you don't have e-mail? No computer? No Internet? Just think where you would be today if you'd had all of that five years ago!"
"Ha!" snorts the man. "If I'd had e-mail five years ago I would be sweeping floors at Microsoft and making $7.35 an hour."
Which brings us to the moral of the story: Since you got this story by e-mail, you're probably closer to being a janitor than a millionaire.
Sadly, I received it also.
The human resources manager tells him, "You will be hired at minimum wage of $7.35 an hour. Let me have your e-mail address so that we can get you in the loop. Our system will automatically e-mail you all the forms and advise you when to start and where to report on your first day."
Taken aback, the man protests that he is poor and has neither a computer nor an e-mail address.
To this the manager replies, "You must understand that to a company like ours that means that you virtually do not exist. Without an e-mail address you can hardly expect to be employed by a high-tech firm. Good day."
Stunned, the man leaves. Not knowing where to turn and having $10 in his wallet, he walks past a farmers' market and sees a stand selling 25 lb. crates of beautiful red tomatoes. He buys a crate, carries it to a busy corner and displays the tomatoes. In less than 2 hours he sells all the tomatoes and makes 100% profit.
Repeating the process several times more that day, he ends up with almost $100 and arrives home that night with several bags of groceries for his family. During the night he decides to repeat the tomato business the next day. By the end of the week he is getting up early every day and working into the night. He multiplies his profits quickly.
Early in the second week he acquires a cart to transport several boxes of tomatoes at a time, but before a month is up he sells the cart to buy a broken-down pickup truck.
At the end of a year, he owns three old trucks. His two sons have left their neighbourhood gangs to help him with the tomato business, his wife is buying the tomatoes, and his daughter is taking night courses at the community college so she can keep books for him.
By the end of the second year he has a dozen very nice used trucks and employs fifteen previously unemployed people, all selling tomatoes. He continues to work hard.
Time passes and at the end of the fifth year he owns a fleet of nice trucks and a warehouse that his wife supervises, plus two tomato farms that the boys manage. The tomato company's payroll has put hundreds of homeless and jobless people to work. His daughter reports that the business grossed over one million dollars.
Planning for the future, he decides to buy some life insurance. Consulting with an insurance adviser, he picks an insurance plan to fit his new circumstances.
Then the adviser asks him for his e-mail address in order to send the final documents electronically. When the man replies that he doesn't have time to mess with a computer and has no e-mail address, the insurance man is stunned, "What, you don't have e-mail? No computer? No Internet? Just think where you would be today if you'd had all of that five years ago!"
"Ha!" snorts the man. "If I'd had e-mail five years ago I would be sweeping floors at Microsoft and making $7.35 an hour."
Which brings us to the moral of the story: Since you got this story by e-mail, you're probably closer to being a janitor than a millionaire.
Sadly, I received it also.
Instead of "the John," I call my toilet "the Jim." That way it sounds better when I say I go to the Jim first thing every morning.
Q: Is Google male or female?
A: Female, because it doesn't let you finish a sentence before making a suggestion.
A: Female, because it doesn't let you finish a sentence before making a suggestion.
vonn
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A lot of the people who come into my shop have no electronic footprint not even a cell phone and get along just fine. They even pay with real cash.
If you drift over to the Black Hills, get a South Dakota map, or one of the Black Hills tourist map that is at every convince store, or gas station. Near Mt. Rushmore and on the way through the Needles, pointy end up rock formations, very popular, there are one lane tunnels through the rocks, that are low and narrow! Heights and widths on the maps. Went through one in my dodge pickup, and had to fold the mirrors in, not towing mirrors, to minimize banging them up! If you broke down in the this tunnel, you would have to crawl out the rear slider! In other words, I would be stuck in the truck!!!!
Once started no way to turn around on the highway. Signs posted!
Have fun in Colorado and beyond, east, west, north or south! ☺
Wow the deck contractor just left a little while ago! 
Starts at noon and works until after 10pm? 
I guess that must work for him? He is doing a fantastic job though! 
We should have our deck back for the holiday less the new railing which has not come in yet!
Well tomorrow is another day........... Drift on!
Starts at noon and works until after 10pm? I guess that must work for him? He is doing a fantastic job though! We should have our deck back for the holiday less the new railing which has not come in yet! Well tomorrow is another day........... Drift on!
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Yeah, I'm callin' it a night too.
Going to the Y tomorrow.
The spin instructor's a slave driver.
Going to the Y tomorrow.
The spin instructor's a slave driver.
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