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

Outlived 3 doctors, my Dentist became a professor but the worst yet is both my plumber and auto mechanic retired! :)
Oh no! :eek: Hard work trying to find good tradesmen these days. Good luck James :thumbsup:
I hear you, Jack! My dentist of 20 years just retired too! I saw my new Dentist just 2 weeks ago! Lotsa changes for an old guy! :D ;)
Yeah, I'm out of my comfort zone my friend! :D I walked past my dental practice the other week, and they have upped sticks, and moved! I didn't even get a letter about it :rolleyes:
 
Sigh…

How many of us thought we would live to see the day when punk rock would be something reminisced about by old geezers at the old-timey pocket knife collector’s club?
LOL! :D I got dragged along to a Stiff Little Fingers gig about five years ago, and was definitely in the younger half of the audience! :D Unlike the band! 🤣 :thumbsup:
 
It was a very beautiful sight. 🤠:thumbsup:
Yeah, I took the dog out the west-facing back door to do his business at about 5:30 this morning, and immediately noticed the moon hanging up there. Then I noticed some snowmelt running down the backyard stairs and realized that the temp was probably mid-30s, and I could safely remove a glove to run the camera! 🤓 So I ran in and got the camera and took a couple of shots of the moon and a couple of the backyard snow pile where I throw most of the driveway snow I shovel. Kind of dark for point-n-shoot photos, but I'm an artiste! 😁

I had blood drawn yesterday at my "Wellness" visit with my new Doc. Results look good to me.
My previous GP had been my Doc for 30+ years. He's like 2 months younger than I am, and finally retired. I was sad to see him go, but totally understood.
Hope yours come back OK too, Gary!
Congrats on the good lab results, Gary! :thumbsup::thumbsup::cool:
I had my annual Medicare "physical" or "Wellness" visit (I can see why they don't call that annual visit a "physical") last Thursday, but didn't remember to fast until this morning. On Thursday during my visit, I got the first of 2 pneumonia vaccines (I think I wait until my visit next year for the second shot). I asked the tech who gave me the shot if I should expect side effects, and she said all they told her was there's some soreness around the injection site. But by supper time on Thursday, I had some bothersome muscle/joint aches and chills, and that lasted until sometime while I was sleeping Friday night; basically fine again on Saturday. I was kind of surprised because I've typically had almost no reaction to flu and COVID shots.

By noon today I had email that my lab results were available online, and almost everything looks good. As usual, my "good cholesterol" is lower than they want it (49 units, whatever they are, instead of at least 60), but since I started statins almost a year ago, my "bad cholesterol" is finally in the acceptable range after being "borderline high" for decades.

- GT
 
I can see why they don't call that annual visit a "physical"
Yeah, really. I've had a yearly physical for at least 20 years, before I turned 65. I could walk out the door after this wellness visit and drop dead from something they should have checked. I can draw a clock though! :rolleyes: Don't get me started!
My old doctor would conduct a thorough physical anyway. I miss him.
Glad to hear yours went well too!
 
Yeah, really. I've had a yearly physical for at least 20 years, before I turned 65. I could walk out the door after this wellness visit and drop dead from something they should have checked. I can draw a clock though! :rolleyes: Don't get me started!
My old doctor would conduct a thorough physical anyway. I miss him.
Glad to hear yours went well too!
😁 Last week was the first time I had to draw a clock; I asked if I could make it digital in a circular frame, but they nixed that idea. This time was the first time I didn't have to spell a word backwards; at least twice in the past, they gave me "world", which I found mildly challenging! o_O They also usually give me three words that they say I'll have to remember, but they usually ask for them immediately, so I tell them I'll alphabetize them before I repeat them.

- GT
 
Yeah, really. I've had a yearly physical for at least 20 years, before I turned 65. I could walk out the door after this wellness visit and drop dead from something they should have checked. I can draw a clock though! :rolleyes: Don't get me started!
My old doctor would conduct a thorough physical anyway. I miss him.
Glad to hear yours went well too!
When my big brother was in college, he said to our doctor, "So, I can count on a few more years".
Dr V said, "No, no, I never said that. You could still drop dead in the parking lot on your way to your car".
 
When my big brother was in college, he said to our doctor, "So, I can count on a few more years".
Dr V said, "No, no, I never said that. You could still drop dead in the parking lot on your way to your car".
Very comforting! You really never know though. The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.
 
Small rant...
I'm not an extreme animal activist.
I love my dogs, but they are treated like dogs, not people.
But I would never ever put them in harms way for a photographic opportunity.
I cringe every time I see someone post a picture of their beloved pets with open blades set upon them.
If they get cut or impaled, it is not an accident... the owner caused it.
 
Watching the winter Olympics,with epic skiing in viscous cold giving it everything at the extremes of endurance..

Close to -20c where at the temperature it can be hazardous to health,with the exertion of heavy breathing.

Meanwhile in the heated hall other athletes are chasing a big puck with brooms and sweeping up. 😁
 
It wasn't supposed to be sunny today!
Time for the rolly polly snowsuit romp with the snow-thrower. Try to beat the mailmensch.
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Watching the winter Olympics,with epic skiing in viscous cold giving it everything at the extremes of endurance..

Close to -20c where at the temperature it can be hazardous to health,with the exertion of heavy breathing.

Meanwhile in the heated hall other athletes are chasing a big puck with brooms and sweeping up. 😁
Valentino Giselli 16 yo snowboarder from my community of Dalmeny ...or Valmeny as many of the local road signs now say...came 6th in the halfpipe...but where does a snowboarder trai n on the south coast of nsw....it does not snow here...well his family built a massive hillside ski jump on the farm ....and who is the guy who whippersnipped the b@$%dy thing to tidy it up for the event? Hmmm? Whos that you say?..meako? Why yes...yes it was...
We used to have an aussie curling event...but kind of upside down ...a square plastic container of water...frozen ...and "curled" along the floor...
 
LOL! :D I got dragged along to a Stiff Little Fingers gig about five years ago, and was definitely in the younger half of the audience! :D Unlike the band! 🤣 :thumbsup:
Aint it the truth...Im not sure why people attend such shows expecting the same band and energy they got 30-40 yrs ago...I had the brief misfortune of seeing a youtube vid with Shane Magowan of the Pogues..singing or rather slurring on some tv show...I just felt sorry for him.
 
Aint it the truth...Im not sure why people attend such shows expecting the same band and energy they got 30-40 yrs ago...I had the brief misfortune of seeing a youtube vid with Shane Magowan of the Pogues..singing or rather slurring on some tv show...I just felt sorry for him.

I don't really go to the big gigs these days, never have much to be honest, I usually go to gigs in smaller venues, but I saw SLF and The Pogues at the same venue, within a year of each other, having never seen either live before. In both cases, I got dragged along by a mate who was on the guest list. I would have loved to see the Pogues when they were younger, but MacGowan is a pitiful sight today. When they tour, they use local session musicians, which was how my mate was on the guest list, as he was every time they played in Leeds, because he knew the drummer. MacGowan had got new teeth, but he was a slurring wreck, going off stage every other song, and the band sounded better without him. Possibly, the worst thing was how formulaic everything was, my mate knew the band's set list, as it was the same every year. At the end, after the second encore, he told me, "It's not over, a girl will get onto the stage, that's actually the drummer's daughter, then artificial snow will start falling, MacGowan will stagger back on, and they'll start singing Fairytale of New York." That's exactly how it happened, and though the crowd seemed to enjoy it, it was a bit tawdry and hollow.

Being on the guest list, didn't actually amount to much, just the chance to stay behind in the large venue, and buy another pint or two of overpriced lager. My mate told me that the previous year, they had actually gone back to the hotel with the band. After a good deal of drinking, he had gone to the bar to get another round. MacGowan had installed himself, alone, at a large table, right next to the bar, which was covered with drinks he'd been bought. My mate had to pass him, and while he could see he had plenty of drinks, he thought he'd ask, out of politeness, if MacGowan wanted one. I think my mate said he asked for a large creme de menthe! My mate was thinking he'd just wasted his money, but he told me, "To be fair to him, before he went up to his room, he poured all the drinks on the table into a pint glass, and took them up with him." :rolleyes:

I've not wanted to see them again :(
 
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The worst for me was Peter Hook he didnt even play much bass leaving it to his son,it was wrong on every level (it broke my heart).
I would rather have seen a Joy Division tribute band.

But when I saw the stooges,the MC5 and The Gang of Four at ATP that was some of the most exciting, heartfelt gigs in years.
I forgot I was on crutches and tried to pogo,the brilliant event staff grabbed hold of me and stopped me falling,
I was right at the front I had passed my crutches over to them and was using the weight of the crowd behind me and leaning on the barrier to stay up.

A few months ago before my op I gad seen the MC5 dkt at a small venue where only about 20 people tuned up.
It was outstanding being so close I could touch Wayne as he played Kick out the Jams and all,still gives me shivers.
After I talked to Wayne and Dennis and I got all the band to sign a MC5 tee shirt for me.
At ATP I shouted out hey Machine gun (Dennis) how's it going.
He threw his drumsticks to me,I nearly went over reaching and again one of the staff grabbed me as I was going down,grabbed the drumstick that some one else had caught as I fell and gave it to me.
 
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In 1986 I worked as sound engineer for Gamma TV. The Pogues were guests at the Route du Rhum transatlantic race, starting from St Malo. We filmed them in the old corsair city, and playing the saturday evening in a small club, just fine, for a short TV program about R&R and music. Everywhere SMG would go, he was followed by a small van full of that very dark Irish beer made in Dublin (he did not share any)!
Here the complete footage, from the TV archives. I worked on the first part in St Malo (the first minute, IIRC we were allowed to record one song, I wonder if they kept the B-rolls), not on the big show in Paris.
 
Fascinating Alain 👍

For a chronic alcoholic, with looks only a mother could love, ineloquent in speech, a somewhat contrived accent and backstory, and perhaps not the brightest button in the box, he did well! 🙄😁👍
 
A tormented genius,the drink ruined him,used I expect to blot out the demons.

Few songs can bring a tear to my eye like this and dirty old town.

Along with the Clash and early Elvis,songs I try to sing when riding my motorbike around Spain/wilderness when I am alone on a empty road far from everyone.

When they stole the jukebox from a pub I frequent full of ne'er do wells I pretended it was still on the wall,put an imaginary pound in and led a Pogues singalong at 2 am (I may have had a few drinks myself).





 
A tormented genius,the drink ruined him,used I expect to blot out the demons.

Few songs can bring a tear to my eye like this and dirty old town.

Along with the Clash and early Elvis,songs I try to sing when riding my motorbike around Spain/wilderness when I am alone on a empty road far from everyone.

When they stole the jukebox from a pub I frequent full of ne'er do wells I pretended it was still on the wall,put an imaginary pound in and led a Pogues singalong at 2 am (I may have had a few drinks myself).





Just rum for me, please. 😸😸😸
 
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