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

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There. I'm done.
Both from A Museum of Early American Tools.
Didn't notice this earlier, but I came back to these illustrations and especially appreciate this one because of the Zaxes shown! :thumbsup::cool::thumbsup:
I have an ancient handheld electronic Scrabble game (Scrabble Express by name, I think) that I play a game (or 3) of something called "Five Turn". So I've learned a lot of arcane Scrabble-legal words, but have given up on trying to remember their definitions, even if I can find them. One such word is ZAX; killer word, point-wise, but now I'll bet I'll remember what it actually is after seeing the drawing! 🤓 :thumbsup: :cool:

- GT
 
Since circa 1995 I've played poker every other Friday night. Until recently (T-Bone passed away) we played at T-Bone's house. It was on stilts on the bank of the Missouri River. T-Bone had the habit of throwing stale bread out on the deck and also fed Dunbar the cat out there. As one would imagine, this attracted wildlife. Namely raccoons. A couple of them got pretty familiar.

One time we watched a coon and Dunbar the cat share a bowl of cat food. The coon would take a piece in his little hands and back up a couple of steps. Dunbar would move forward and eat until the coon finished his piece and moved forward, whereupon Dunbar would back up and wait for the coon to get another piece. This went on for a while. Pretty cool what can be accomplished with a little interspecies cooperation 🦝🐱 :D

Another time one of the guys went outside to answer the call of nature. It was very dark. Shortly we hear exclamations of dismay eeksmaller.jpg
Dave comes in and he's a little ramped up. He's also, um, pissed on himself. Apparently, while taking care of business, this raccoon came up to him (did I mention it was really dark?) raised up on its hind legs, and place one of his paws on Dave's thigh yikes.gif
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He still hasn't lived it down.
 
Since circa 1995 I've played poker every other Friday night. Until recently (T-Bone passed away) we played at T-Bone's house. It was on stilts on the bank of the Missouri River. T-Bone had the habit of throwing stale bread out on the deck and also fed Dunbar the cat out there. As one would imagine, this attracted wildlife. Namely raccoons. A couple of them got pretty familiar.

One time we watched a coon and Dunbar the cat share a bowl of cat food. The coon would take a piece in his little hands and back up a couple of steps. Dunbar would move forward and eat until the coon finished his piece and moved forward, whereupon Dunbar would back up and wait for the coon to get another piece. This went on for a while. Pretty cool what can be accomplished with a little interspecies cooperation 🦝🐱 :D

Another time one of the guys went outside to answer the call of nature. It was very dark. Shortly we hear exclamations of dismay View attachment 1801612
Dave comes in and he's a little ramped up. He's also, um, pissed on himself. Apparently, while taking care of business, this raccoon came up to him (did I mention it was really dark?) raised up on its hind legs, and place one of his paws on Dave's thigh View attachment 1801613
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He still hasn't lived it down.
Okay, made me laugh.
 
Since circa 1995 I've played poker every other Friday night. Until recently (T-Bone passed away) we played at T-Bone's house. It was on stilts on the bank of the Missouri River. T-Bone had the habit of throwing stale bread out on the deck and also fed Dunbar the cat out there. As one would imagine, this attracted wildlife. Namely raccoons. A couple of them got pretty familiar.

One time we watched a coon and Dunbar the cat share a bowl of cat food. The coon would take a piece in his little hands and back up a couple of steps. Dunbar would move forward and eat until the coon finished his piece and moved forward, whereupon Dunbar would back up and wait for the coon to get another piece. This went on for a while. Pretty cool what can be accomplished with a little interspecies cooperation 🦝🐱 :D

Another time one of the guys went outside to answer the call of nature. It was very dark. Shortly we hear exclamations of dismay View attachment 1801612
Dave comes in and he's a little ramped up. He's also, um, pissed on himself. Apparently, while taking care of business, this raccoon came up to him (did I mention it was really dark?) raised up on its hind legs, and place one of his paws on Dave's thigh View attachment 1801613
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He still hasn't lived it down.
:eek: 🤣 🤣
 
I'm amazed by the stories about these creatures! I just hope none of them ever get caught in any gamma rays, or come into contact with an asteroid crash or anything! 😳😁😉
Amusing and infuriating. I used to live in an apartment building with patio balconies overlooking some trees and a creek bed. The raccoons would climb up and open the screen door latches and break into apartments. One neighbor claimed that he tried to chase one out of his kitchen and it climbed into a cabinet and threw plates at him. (I can't attest to the truth of this story, but I wouldn't be too surprised)
 
When I was a kid, my grandpa had a house up on a cliff overlooking Beaver Lake in Northwest Arkansas. He used to feed the raccoons that would come up on the back deck. As an adult, I realize what a terrible idea this was, but as kids we thought it was great! 🤣 There would be a dozen or more raccoons out on the deck sometimes, which we would watch from inside the house.

I know somewhere I have a picture of the raccoons on the deck, but I looked through a bunch of old photos and couldn’t find it. I did find a couple photos of the house/deck in question, you’ll just have to imagine the raccoons. :) That’s me in the second pic. Not the guy in the short shorts, that’s my dad. I’m the small one.

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When I was a kid, my grandpa had a house up on a cliff overlooking Beaver Lake in Northwest Arkansas. He used to feed the raccoons that would come up on the back deck. As an adult, I realize what a terrible idea this was, but as kids we thought it was great! 🤣 There would be a dozen or more raccoons out on the deck sometimes, which we would watch from inside the house.

I know somewhere I have a picture of the raccoons on the deck, but I looked through a bunch of old photos and couldn’t find it. I did find a couple photos of the house/deck in question, you’ll just have to imagine the raccoons. :) That’s me in the second pic. Not the guy in the short shorts, that’s my dad. I’m the small one.

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I know that bridge!
 
I know that bridge!

Nice! 😁 I can’t tell you how many times I’ve crossed that bridge (or gone under it) in my life. My grandpa lived up there on the cliff overlooking the bridge for several years, my grandma had a condo just on the other side of the bridge (we kept our boat at the dock there), and we lived off Highway 12 a little closer to town for several years, too.
 
When I was a kid, my grandpa had a house up on a cliff overlooking Beaver Lake in Northwest Arkansas. He used to feed the raccoons that would come up on the back deck. As an adult, I realize what a terrible idea this was, but as kids we thought it was great! 🤣 There would be a dozen or more raccoons out on the deck sometimes, which we would watch from inside the house.

I know somewhere I have a picture of the raccoons on the deck, but I looked through a bunch of old photos and couldn’t find it. I did find a couple photos of the house/deck in question, you’ll just have to imagine the raccoons. :) That’s me in the second pic. Not the guy in the short shorts, that’s my dad. I’m the small one.

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What a beautiful spot to live.
I can only dream of a view like this.
 
Amusing and infuriating. I used to live in an apartment building with patio balconies overlooking some trees and a creek bed. The raccoons would climb up and open the screen door latches and break into apartments. One neighbor claimed that he tried to chase one out of his kitchen and it climbed into a cabinet and threw plates at him. (I can't attest to the truth of this story, but I wouldn't be too surprised)
Blimey! :eek: I'm glad sheep (Yorkshire's apex predator) can't do that 🤣 :thumbsup:
 
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