A nervous wreck

I misplaced a very special edc folder yesterday. Thought i'd dropped it somewhere. I frantically searched the whole apartment over and over, same thing with the car, but to no avail. Not a nice feeling.

By the end of the day i started to panick and decided to overturn the whole place again. Finally found it in the bottom of my gym bag. Phew.

Thats what i get for buying nice folders.
 
I don't think I've told this story here before, but I lost the EDC that I've carried the most for the last 20-some-odd years. A little lock-back Schrade. Nothin' particularly special, it just worked really well for all the daily little tasks that bigger blades make cumbersome. Anyway, I go to reach for it one day where I always put it, and it's not there. Start tearin' through the laundry checkin' pockets. Nowhere to be found. Look under chairs, beds and couches. It's gone. Just gone. POOF! Fell off the Earth apparently.

I replaced it with an Old Timer lock-back, but it was a completely different blade shape and it just never quite felt right in my hands like the other one did. Oh well, I thought, quit being so anal about it. Any sub-2" blade will do the same things as well as any other. Quit yer snivelin'.

Fast-forward maybe two years. Still living in the same house in LA. The cops that got filmed in the Rodney King incident get acquitted. The city blows up. Buildings on fire all around us, a couple within eye-shot right out the front window of the house. OK, we've had enough. Time to get out of Dodge. A month later we were on our way to Dixie.

So we're packin' everything up. Got a moving van out front and one of the guys is gettin' ready to try to move my recliner out by himself. I say here, let me give you a hand. We open up the recliner to "hook" it out the door, and turn it on its side and I hear something ever so lightly hit the carpet. I look down and layin' right there by my foot is my little Schrade LB3! She'd been hibernatin' in that recliner for nigh on two years! I dropped my end of the chair and the movin' guy must've thought I was crazier than a road-runnin' lizard! Reached down, picked it up, kinda "polished" it by rubbin' my thumb over the dust-covered surfaces, opened, closed it and was muttering something about, "Damn! I'm glad I found you!" Talking to the little thang like she was my long lost sister or somethin', which only folks around here will understand, she was! LOL

Every once in a great while I forget to nab a larger folding knife to clip to my pocket when I walk out of the house, but I never forget my LB3. It really is a cheap little thing, and the blade is made out of crap steel, I'm sure, but like I said, it just works for me.

Anyway, yeah man, you can have all the knives in your car or desk drawer at work or wherever, but still, if you don't have the blade(s) you're most comfortable with, you can still feel like you're butt-nekkid in a pool of chocolate, and that just ain't no way to feel! ;)

Blues
 
moosez45 said:
I've been carrying a knife for well over 2 decades, daily. We use the term naked, feeling naked when I don't have a knife, which is very, very rare. But it does happen, mostly when flying.

I am quite adament about teaching my guys (work and classes) how important it is to have a knife. So far, everyone that I have taught about knives, both in and out of work, have adapted to daily carry of a blade of some sort.

They will say from time to time, "Hey, Moose, can I borrow a knife for the day, I'm naked". They know I carry at least three on me daily.:D

I have a knife on me before I leave the bedroom, first on, last off.

I know the feeling.

Moose
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When I end up taking the train into NYC, I usually only carry a Vic Cadet (easily replaceable, but still plenty capable for as much as I'd need it) in case it gets, er, lost. Me and the lady ended up going to the Intrepid last weekend, and when I realised there were metal detectors at the entrance, I quickly slipped it into the front pocket of my camera bag. Boy, I felt like I forgot my underwear or something for the whole 5 mins I didn't have a knife in my pocket. Apparently my girl noticed I was a little off, and asked what was up. When I told her she just shook her head and chuckled. :o

-Nadz
 
My wife gave me all sorts of grief for having to carry a knife on our recent vacation... I got that eye roll :rolleyes: every-time I had to quick stuff my knife in the suitcase when we got to the airport. I had one in my duffel that I was going to check and then when they said the duffel was small enough to carry on, I had to go through it to make sure I wasn't going to get the cavity search trying to get through security... she was less than impressed.
 
What a great topic - who here can't relate? Heh.

The other night at church, my son got this look of horror on his face. Somehow he managed to leave the house without his KaBar Mule (he *always* has that knife - wore one out). Luckily, I had two knives on me at the time so he had to make do with my Vic Huntsman til we got home.

Knifelessness = yucky.

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Beckerhead #42
 
I once lost my spderco horn for half an hour , I broke in to a sweat , found it under the driver seat of the truck . Real good feeling . Still looking for my fathers Al Mar he lost two years ago. still hoping.
 
I once lost my spderco horn for half an hour , I broke in to a sweat , found it under the driver seat of the truck . Real good feeling . Still looking for my fathers Al Mar he lost two years ago. still hoping. Who is the patrion saint of lost knives?
 
On the flip side of the coin, I carry alot of knives on me, daily. Funny thing is, they all have a different purpose. I don't feel "comfy" unless I have all 3 now. The last time I was completely without a knife, I was flying to SoCal. Literally made me sick to my stomach. I checked a few in my bags, 6-7, but spending along time without a knife doesn't agree with my health. Seriously.

I dont' rely on a knife for defense, so, that's not the feeling. I don't travel in dense woods all the time either, so that ain't it. I was reading this thread on my phone today, and one of my guys asked me what was wrong. Evidently, I had gotten quiet and "a look" he said.

I asked him about all this, and what he thought was the reason that I felt ill when I didn't have a knife, he just shrugged. Couple of hours later, we were eating lunch, and I was cutting a straw to make a toothpick. His face lit up, and he said,

I got it.
What?
The answer to why you need a knife.
Oh? And?
You cut the world down to fit your needs with a knife. When you dont' have a knife, you just have to deal with everything like it is. That's not in your nature to just, "settle".

So, I called him a dumbass, and punched him in the arm. Guys do that. Thought about it some and he was right. He was a student of mine in the knife arts, and took him from never owning a knife in his life, to clipping one on before he leaves the bedroom.:D:thumbup:

I can do alot of things with a knife, and they all make the world fit ME, instead of just settling for what I am given. Its my world adjuster.

Moose
 
moosez45 said:
On the flip side of the coin, I carry alot of knives on me, daily. Funny thing is, they all have a different purpose. I don't feel "comfy" unless I have all 3 now. The last time I was completely without a knife, I was flying to SoCal. Literally made me sick to my stomach. I checked a few in my bags, 6-7, but spending along time without a knife doesn't agree with my health. Seriously.

I dont' rely on a knife for defense, so, that's not the feeling. I don't travel in dense woods all the time either, so that ain't it. I was reading this thread on my phone today, and one of my guys asked me what was wrong. Evidently, I had gotten quiet and "a look" he said.

I asked him about all this, and what he thought was the reason that I felt ill when I didn't have a knife, he just shrugged. Couple of hours later, we were eating lunch, and I was cutting a straw to make a toothpick. His face lit up, and he said,

I got it.
What?
The answer to why you need a knife.
Oh? And?
You cut the world down to fit your needs with a knife. When you dont' have a knife, you just have to deal with everything like it is. That's not in your nature to just, "settle".

So, I called him a dumbass, and punched him in the arm. Guys do that. Thought about it some and he was right. He was a student of mine in the knife arts, and took him from never owning a knife in his life, to clipping one on before he leaves the bedroom.:D:thumbup:

I can do alot of things with a knife, and they all make the world fit ME, instead of just settling for what I am given. Its my world adjuster.

Moose
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Deepthoughts by Moose. - Thanks for that.
Now I gotta punch you in the arm :)
 
moosez45 said:
On the flip side of the coin, I carry alot of knives on me, daily. Funny thing is, they all have a different purpose. I don't feel "comfy" unless I have all 3 now. The last time I was completely without a knife, I was flying to SoCal. Literally made me sick to my stomach. I checked a few in my bags, 6-7, but spending along time without a knife doesn't agree with my health. Seriously.

I dont' rely on a knife for defense, so, that's not the feeling. I don't travel in dense woods all the time either, so that ain't it. I was reading this thread on my phone today, and one of my guys asked me what was wrong. Evidently, I had gotten quiet and "a look" he said.

I asked him about all this, and what he thought was the reason that I felt ill when I didn't have a knife, he just shrugged. Couple of hours later, we were eating lunch, and I was cutting a straw to make a toothpick. His face lit up, and he said,

I got it.
What?
The answer to why you need a knife.
Oh? And?
You cut the world down to fit your needs with a knife. When you dont' have a knife, you just have to deal with everything like it is. That's not in your nature to just, "settle".

So, I called him a dumbass, and punched him in the arm. Guys do that. Thought about it some and he was right. He was a student of mine in the knife arts, and took him from never owning a knife in his life, to clipping one on before he leaves the bedroom.:D:thumbup:

I can do alot of things with a knife, and they all make the world fit ME, instead of just settling for what I am given. Its my world adjuster.

Moose
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Ah, the Sensei becomes the student. Yours or your guy's idea though, it works! Cool story.
 
I totally get that feeling. When I stand up from my desk, a restaurant table, my seat at the movies (I have found my EDC under my movie seat more than a couple of times) or pretty much anywhere I pat my front right pocket, my right hip waist line, and my rear right pocket. I carry my EDC (usually my Benchmade 913SBKD2) either clipped in my front pocket or in my waist band and my wallet in my back pocket. I get the same sinking/sick feeling if don't feel knife as I get when I don't feel my wallet. It is actually cheaper to replace my wallet.

That is a habit that I developed out of necessity. Over the years I have paid dearly with some very nice steel and I have learned my lesson.

I carry a Spyderco Endura 4 ZDP-189 and a Swamp Rat M6 in my truck just in case I am half way down the road and realize I didn't grab my EDC. I feel really off if I don't have a good knife me or within close reach.
 
Alright, I'm beginning to see a theme here... "I carry a spare in my car/truck/desk", "I carry more than one" etc.

Deep thoughts by me "I need to buy more good/great knives so I can use strategery and place a couple at work, a couple in my truck, a couple in the wifes car, a couple in each back pack, fanny pack, and coat pocket"

No wonder you all have so many nice blades!!!
 
Yes, and as you get older it's that way with reading glasses also. Pretty comfortable if I have my knife and reading glasses.
 
Now that I think about it, I remember when I went to the county courthouse to get my CCW. I walked a mile or so from the parking lot before I realized I had my WilkinsGrip with me. Rather than go all the way back to the car, I stashed it in a pile of leaves in the courtyard outside the building. You can bet I was uncomfortable for the whole permit process. Not only did I not have my knife, but it was lying in a pile of leaves out in a public area! But lo and behold, and hour later, permit in hand, I left the building to find the knife right where I had left it.

Definitely not doing that again.
 
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