Forty Rod SASS 3935

Not a problem, Doc. Pobody's nerfect. Thanks for trying.

Well, hell! I have Buddig's beef and pastrami in my fridge all the time, along with some others like Black Forest ham. I never made the connection but I'll give it a shot. Thanks.

Right on the label: "ground and formed". It just ain't the same.

Sounds like he's an expert on being a dumb ass.

Reading this again brought four more to mind. I have owned all of them at one time or another. 1. 1965 era Ruger Bearcat .22. I gave one to my wife when we got married. My daughter has it now and won't give it back. 2. 1917 S&W in original condition. 3. S&W Model 19 with a 2.5" barrel. 4. S&W Model 19 with a 4" barrel.

I shot mine...once. Now it just fills a gap on my wall.

All of these sound good, but I gave up alcohol almost 26 years ago. I got to liking it too much and was to the point of needing it. I went cold turkey and now I don't drink at all....but I have a well stocked cabinet that I keep for friends and family.

Just plain old chipped beef. I don't want creamed chipped beef. I don't want some pre-chewed chipped beef all ground up , molded, and pressed into strips. Just plain old chipped beef. I used to buy it at almost any butcher shop, but real butcher shops are as scarce as eyebrows on eggs anymore. I can't even find plain old fashioned chipped beef on the internet and not a single store in a forty mile radius even knows what I'm talking about. Butchers my a$$! I found a bunch of old recipes from my Mom while going through some old papers a couple of months back, and my mouth started watering. Chipped beef cut up and mixed in with fresh avocado and Mexican spices. CB in a soup that is made with Campbell's tomato soup and has corn, peas, cauliflower, and a bit of carrott mixed in. CB with melted Kraft Old English Cheese Spread over eggs. CB on toast or in a toasted sandwich with Miracle Whip dressing and fresh sliced radishes. CB in mashed potatoes with beef gravy and mushrooms. CB cut up and cooked in chicken or turkey gravy And the list goes on..... and good center cut bacon can be used in place of CB.....but it isn't the same. It's good too, but it isn't the same. Dad used to call these kinds of dishes "War Time Ration" meals. I've tried several of them with other meats, but I still remember the ones with just plain old chipped beef.

There you go! She can sing and sure looks the part of a gun totin' cowgirl. A whole bunch of this crowd talks funny, too.....'cept me. I've mastered talking like the folks I'm with, at least most of the time. Hey! I guess that makes me talk funny, too.

Mo Lasses compiled a bunch of recipes from SASS members into a book some years ago. (I'd give a lot for a pristine copy. Mine's showing its age and mileage now). One entire chapter was about "apple pie" and every recipe started out with a huge measure of hard cider and added some other things as it went along. One or two were fit for little kids, but some were, I think, used by Musk for his rocket fuel. Some could make you go loop legged just reading about them.

They are not afraid of you, just cautious. They can calculate odds in their head faster than any computer. There was a story going around of a professional cat hunter who had his pack of seven dogs that accidently cornered a cougar in a parking lot. The cat killed three of them and he had to destroy two more. It was said the fight lasted only s few seconds' The cat got away.

Me neither. It's going to cut into my reading a lot.

Back in the mid-nineteen hundreds I had a couple of liquid fuel hand warmers...can't recall who made them...that came with a canvas belt with two pockets over the kidneys. They were sort of bulky, but they would keep your entire body (except for your feet) warm for a fairly long time. You had to carry a can of cigarette lighter fluid and matches or a lighter to keep them going for a whole day. They were primitive, but effective.

There's another recipe, for biscuits, up in the top left corner. Says it has only three ingredients. I will try that but I counted six ingredients: eggs salt flour milk oil powdered sugar Still sounds good to me.

Polar and grizzly bears, like eagles, killer whales, cougars and many other predators are genetically engineered killers. I am fascinated by and love most of them. I don't ever trust them or lower my guard around them. I had an eerie experience one time while hunting deer in Utah. I was on my way to meet my dad at a spot in a hollow a mile or so down a canyon. There was about fifteen inches of snow on the ground, not enough to hold me back much. I came to a place where a little avalanche had blocked my trail, so I turned around to go back and around. I took about twenty steps and there were cougar tracks on top of my tracks.... not more than fifteen feet behind me. The tracks turned uphill and vanished I stopped and scanned the entire area and saw nothing of that cat. I had heard nothing nor seen anything moving anywhere. He was like ghost. I got down and met Dad and we headed back to the car. I didn't sleep worth a damn for six weeks. I have only seen three cougars in the wild, one was near here crossing Arizona Highway 69A through a motel parking lot down by the Yavapai - Apache reservation in Prescott. Majestic beasts and beautiful, but spooky.

It's like, you know, the thing that kids do, you know, and some folks just talk, you know, like their fan base.

In central Arizona I don't need gloves much. I drive almost everywhere or keep my outdoors time to a minimum.....but I have some "fingerless" gloves...actually half of the finger is exposed... that I got from Dixie Gun Works. They are wool and I deliberately shrank them when I got them so they fit snuggly. I bought a couple of 25 unit packages of chemical hand warmers, the kind you snap and they heat up. When I need them I shove one of these heaters in each glove on the back of my hand and have more in my pockets. Each one is is good for 30-45 minutes. For my purposes they work well and can be used in shirt pockets, kidney pockets that I made myself from scrap denim, or even in a hat behind the sweat band. They fit well in the top of my Gold Toe knee high socks. I left Idaho, Utah, Illinois, and Japan to get out of cold winters. I have spend a lot of time and considerable money to defeat the cold and this inexpensive solution works almost as well as some of the fancier and much more pricey ones Give it a try. If it doesn't work for you you can go back to high prices and bulky gloves.

Those kids are good now! What will they be like in a few more years?

Not really. We're already inbred, doped up, misinformed, horibly uneducated, anti-everything, lazy, stupid...need I go on?...to the point that no one would even notice.

I was thinking more along the line of CARRYING them. Probably one person in ten thousand would even know what they are.

I hope he applied for a patent. That gizmo could be sold all over the world..... and make him enough to send those kids and their kids to college.

Bacon should be hickory smoked and should NEVER, EVER be soiled with pumpkin anydamnthing. Can't abide pumpkin in any form, any time. Rates right up there with potato soup and boiled tomatoes.

My only legacy from me paternal grandfather was a huge wooden ammo box filled with arrowheads he had found while plowing fields in Missouri, Kansas, and Oklahoma....about thirty pounds worth. He was a sharecropper and plowed behind a mule. I kept a couple of dozen that are still framed on my wall, and sold some for amazingly high prices to eastern students and tourists. A lot weren't fit to keep so I threw them away. I also kept a couple of stone hide scrappers and a mortar and pestle made for two different kinds of stone and might not been a matched set to begin with.

Why not? I usually dress better that some attorneys...maybe even MOST of them.

Nope. He was a WWII vet who had survived a B-24 being shot down from under him. He was a Jew and went to a POW camp in Romania (?) where the officers were German and the guards were local. He told stories about how WELL they were treated...not something you hear about the Nazi treatment of prisoners. He was married to a Japanese woman. They had two kids of their own and adopted two more. He treated his staff wonderfully and sent my wife to college where she got her BA degree. He and I shared interests in guns, history, books, and exotic race cars. He was what my wife called a "multifaceted individual". I miss him a lot.