Forty Rod SASS 3935

Used to be that landing at Salt Lake was a hazard. Gazillions of seagulls...the Utah State bird and protected from almost everything....would just cover the runways. There were some really bad accidents until they got rid of the birds. I don't recall how they did that but some kind of recordings over loud speakers seem to come to mind.

At my age I understand bleeding. Thinners plus thin old skin and being clumsy...hell, if I'm not bleeding somewhere I think there's something wrong.

Okay, thanks. Just curious.

Just being curious: do you ever use these engines to run something, like a miniature machine of some sort. I'd like to see that. Or maybe you have shown that and I missed it. Many years ago my father, who was a college professor and an admitted tinkerer and gadgeteer, got his hands on a small Stirling engine and a small machine shop. I was in the Army at the time and only saw it once when we passed through town.....for a whole morning until Mom demanded some of my time spent with her time. I never saw it again, but it was a lot of fun.

I bought a pair awhile ago. At the same time I bought a pair of non-ceramic oriental knives, a forged heavy carving knife and a very slender fillet knife of some form of stainless steel. I also bought a set of three kinds of ceramic sharpening sticks, two of each kind. After each use I "dress" the blade using only their own weight, a trick I learned from a friend of my daughter's from college. He is a super-duper master chef guy and I learned a lot more from him over the years. I use one of the ceramic blades for soft meats like fish. The other is for soft fruits and veggies. Both are scary sharp and just to see if I could I cut banana, boiled egg, and tomato slices less than 1/16" inch thick. The fillet knife is too big...almost nine inch blade... for most uses in my kitchen, but it's a wonderment at slicing breads and cutting cake and pie...and pizza. I'll try it on some steaks one of these days. The larger Japanese knife cuts through beef and pork like magic, including the bones like they were butter. I wash them with liquid dish soap in warm mater, rinse them in hot tap water, and dry them with a smooth cotton towel. IMPORTANT CAVEAT: Be damned careful. I believe any of the four is capable of taking a finger off or slicing through muscle to a vein or artery. All of my knives live in a hardwood block with the cutting edgers either up or facing left. If I know that I won't have as much of a risk. Finally, don't ever put them in a dishwasher of sink. I use mine a lay them on a heavy dish towel until washing them. Just a thought: that forged knife is large enough and handy enough to use as a belt knife and it even comes with a leather belt sheath. Might be useful when it's time to dress games or help around a campfire, but I make a better sheath if I were to acrry it alot..

I'm not questioning that but I've been practicing with BOTH hands and that twinkling little bit of brass sailing right across my line of sight is distracting...and I'm shooting my lightest gun, a Colt .380 Government model, as well as a 9mm. a .45 acp, and an old Colt 2" Dick Special which doesn't throw anything across my line of sight.

First bunch of comments are very well worded...not like some of your....well, never mind. I agree with all of that, but you didn't mention the ejected case crossing the line of sight if you fire it left handed. Maybe not a serious issue to some but it bugs me when I fire weak handed. Nicely done. Very nicely done.

A murder of crows, a flock of chickens, a herd of horses, and a cuddle of puppies. Thanks, Mom. I had forgotten that.

In regards to your title of this message: NO! It's NOT funny, it's simply pathetic and a waste of everyone's time. One, at about 1:38, was truly gymnastic, the rest were crap.

Make an anonymous phone call to tell them to get to your house because you're ignoring your dog. Wait until they get to your place and go spend three hours or so with their wife...or daughter...or both.

I use a Viking Blade brand safety razor that uses Gillette three blade cartridges. I shave in the shower using Camay brand bath soap (because my wife did) and water as hot as I can stand it. I get a shave so smooth it makes a baby's bottom feel like a gravel road. Touch it up with a dash of Old Bay brand bay rum.....very mild and not a bit overwhelming..... and I'm ready for almost everything. Other than that, the video nails it perfectly. BTW, I'd give a lot for hair a white as his. Mine's a sort of light steel gray. It ain't bad but I'd like it whiter, more like the color of my soul.

What a coincidence: tomorrow is my 60th wedding anniversary. My wife would be proud if she still lived, but I'm celebrating alone, proud enough for both of us I have a red rose and a white carnation, a tradition we started the year before we were married and it was kept going every year since, even when we were apart....Okinawa, Japan, Vietnam, and other interferences with our ceremony. I still have two custom suits that I had made by Peter Daniel, Montclair, CA when I was in business for myself. I'll be wearing the navy blue one tomorrow with an ice white shirt by the same tailor. Add a solid blood red necktie with a double Windsor knot, parade gloss western style boots, a custom "cowboy fedora" by Bobbie "All Hat" Dumez (RIP my friend), a gold pocket watch with a double chain, and two lapel pins and I'll be presentable. I'll take a framed picture of my wife, order a glass of Burgundy and a cup of decaf coffee for her, and we'll enjoy a wonderful meal at Gabriella's Italian Restaurant. Every year it's a different place. If I can get the staff to do it, I'll have them play Neil Diamond's "The Story of my Life" at dessert time. Your poem will be resting on the table my friend. Thank you.

BTW, both of those guns can hurt you. Never had a problem with ejected rounds because we had a mimeographed set of instructions. Everyone got to shoot each gun once. Some fired them more than once. Not me. One kid, Roger someone, broke his collar bone on his second shot. Carried them up Green Canyon to an abandoned sheriff's shooting range in a pickup because my MGA wasn't up to the challenge.

I've eaten jerky and pemmican all my life, usually as a trail food. They will keep you alive in an emergency but we never used it more than as a pocket snack while hunting, hiking, or fishing. Night time found camp fires and cast iron cook ware. I never even considered making rubaboo stew out of it and haven't made pemmican in years and I made my last jerky to sell at a rendezvous over 25 years ago. That said, I think I'll pass on this stuff for......well, forever.

No, we have idiots, too.

I'd like to see the person who could swing that crank. Australia's answer to Paul Bunyan?

You have great taste. JIF creamy pb and Kerry Gold salted butter. Consumer Reports reported on butters and rate KG #2. I don't recall what #1 was but it cost twice as much, and KG tastes just right to me. It's worth the extra cost. I buy four pound package. About a year ago I went on a quest to try all the different honeys I could find. I got local clover honey, pure Arizona mesquite honey, sourwood honey and a bevy of others......a total of22 jars. I couldn't find a nickel's worth of difference in any of them except one. Maybe my old taste buds are finally going bad, but...... Byrd's Bees 100% raw honey stands out. My daughter lives in Flat Rock NC and found this local honey that is just right. When I run out of the honey a have already....in about five years....I'll have her gather me up few jars to tide me over until I die.

That's what they make hand trucks for. Keeps guys from being crippled up when they get older.

Hey, I bought a little thingy that holds up to five eggs and boils them (from really soft to hard), poaches them, and makes several other dishes, and is so simple even I can use it. Cost me about $25.00 IIRC and I use it maybe once week.

I have, in my long ago past, fired Boyes and Lahti antitank rifles using surplus ammo. Both were fairly accurate at 100-200 yards, maybe out to 350, but not much further. Not very impressive. Some outfit in Florida was selling them for a song (IIDC we paid more to get them shipped to Utah than the guns cost) and a few us got the money together to buy the guns and ammo (Hey! Great name for a magazine.) An Air Force brat in the bunch bought both of them when we ran out of ammo.

Honey and real butter are the only things that will make me eat peanut butter. PB is supposed to be good for you, too.

Looks to me like entrapment and like I said, I know a whole herd of lawyers who would love to take that on.

Now, that explains a lot. 😉

Whatever became of Foghorn Leghorn. Dad hung a picture of him in the hen house "to motivate the hens". And you wonder where I got my strange streak from.

Yes, since I can remember. On toast, pancakes, waffles, in coffee and tea, and on a lot of breakfast cereals. I even remember it in Ovaltine when you still had to boil it. (I'd love to find those old black crystals of Ovaltine again. Nothing ever tasted just like it and the stuff they sell now under that label is still the best, but not the same.) I remember driving 60 miles each way over to Bear Lake to buy huge tins of honey with the comb still in a lot of it...until Dad found out it was really from a farm just three miles down the road. We'd chew the combs until they had no honey left in them. Sure beats chewing gum. Mom used a lot of honey in her baking and for glazing some meats. I think Mom and Sis used to rub it on their skin but I'm not sure of that.