"Carl's Lounge" (Off-Topic Discussion, Traditional Knife "Tales & Vignettes")

This thing I made a while ago has become the designated rabbit food scoop. For it to function properly, you need to sing “rabbit food scoop” to the tune of the Beach Boys’ Little Deuce Coupe while using it. Coco, now nearly eleven years old and blind, stubbornly refused to get his picture taken this morning, choosing instead to supervise the cage-cleaning process from under the bed. I could tell from his annoyed thumping that he is not a Beach Boys fan.

Coco doesn’t actually live in his cage, by the way. He just goes in there to eat, drink, and relieve himself.
 
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Anybody else in “Brood X” territory this year?
We were visited by the Onondaga Brood in 2018. It's quite an amazing experience, as we were right in the thick of it.
I posted about it here: https://www.bladeforums.com/threads...ya-totin-today.547127/page-5874#post-18157613
One of many thousands of visitors:
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That's really cool. 🤠 :thumbsup:
They are, but I don’t know if it’s really necessary. The last time I fished a cicada hatch in Missouri, they local shop was out of this pattern, so I just used a hopper pattern close in size and did just fine. The presentation is easy, make sure they hit with a “plop” and hold on!😳😂
 
I'm a little disappointed that the Copco I found in my basement for free cuts better than my new celebrated Misen.
The Misen drags where the Copco slides.
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You've fallen victim to the marketing monster my friend. No shame in that, we all do from time to time. Just keep it in mind next time you encounter slick ad copy.
 
You've fallen victim to the marketing monster my friend. No shame in that, we all do from time to time. Just keep it in mind next time you encounter slick ad copy.
It reminds me of those Chinese watches that are sold with an irrelevant story about an old European craftsman of olden times.
 
Nightmare fuel.
They have been lurking in the soil beneath your feet for 17 years, waiting for just this moment moment to emerge. In a writhing, tortured metamorphosis, they leave the dead husks of their subterranean forms and rise up into the treetops to unleash the torment of their maddening din.

Brood X. Coming soon to a neighborhood near you.
 
They have been lurking in the soil beneath your feet for 17 years, waiting for just this moment moment to emerge. In a writhing, tortured metamorphosis, they leave the dead husks of their subterranean forms and rise up into the treetops to unleash the torment of their maddening din.

Brood X. Coming soon to a neighborhood near you.
Yikes! :eek:
 
They have been lurking in the soil beneath your feet for 17 years, waiting for just this moment moment to emerge. In a writhing, tortured metamorphosis, they leave the dead husks of their subterranean forms and rise up into the treetops to unleash the torment of their maddening din.

Brood X. Coming soon to a neighborhood near you.
Thank you for that. :rolleyes: I just looked it up, and I don't think Texas will be in Brood X's range. We'll just have the normal yearly din to look forward to.
 
We'll just have the normal yearly din to look forward to.
Late summer evenings can be very noisy here every year - lots of mature trees and millions of cicadas. You notice it when it starts, but then tune it out. You don’t hear it at all unless you deliberately listen for it. I actually find the sound soothing.
Someone from out of town once asked me “Is it always this noisy here?”, and I honestly didn’t know what they were talking about for several seconds until it dawned on me.
 
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