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

Vince, I wonder what the waitress thought you did with the circus. I've never thought you looked like a clown! 🤓

I just happened to notice that before I post this message, I have 13131 messages at BF, a wonderful palindromic amount. Coincidentally, "131" is the pattern number for Case canoes, and canoes are probably my favorite pocket knife pattern. In my post total "131" occurs FOUR times, twice reading left to right and twice reading right to left. What a momentous day!!

And with that post total in the front of my mind, I noticed that Vince has 13121, only 10 posts behind me; looks like he'll soon blow by me like I'm standing still! :eek:o_O😁

- GT
 
Vince, I wonder what the waitress thought you did with the circus. I've never thought you looked like a clown! 🤓

I just happened to notice that before I post this message, I have 13131 messages at BF, a wonderful palindromic amount. Coincidentally, "131" is the pattern number for Case canoes, and canoes are probably my favorite pocket knife pattern. In my post total "131" occurs FOUR times, twice reading left to right and twice reading right to left. What a momentous day!!

And with that post total in the front of my mind, I noticed that Vince has 13121, only 10 posts behind me; looks like he'll soon blow by me like I'm standing still! :eek:o_O😁

- GT
Boy, I've really been slacking I guess. I've been here about the same length of time as you, and you are well over 10,000 messages ahead of me.
 
I was mistaken for a circus worker once. My wife and I went to dinner with an old friend of mine from Austin. His appearance is somewhat unkempt (sometimes he is mistaken for a homeless person). Well, at the restaurant, my wife leaves to "powder her nose" or something, so my friend and I were seated at a booth. The waitress comes over and says: "Y'all must be with the circus!" (There was a circus in town nearby). I think we just said "Yeah." But she wouldn't have said that if my wife was with us!
That's a hilarious Vince! :D I was once in a Yorkshire seaside town, and me and my ex were buying doughnuts on the seafront. There can't have been much happening there, because the girl who served us, sounding really excited, asked if we were in a band! :D

A friend of mine had an antique shop, for a while, in a very posh suburb of Leeds. I went out to see him, and was just looking for the shop when an older lady came to her gate, and asked, in a fearsomely posh accent, if she could help me. I told her I was just looking for the antiques shop, but had spotted it. "Oh.." She said, as I was walking away, "I thought that the bin men were here!" :oops: 😁 I always regret not going back, and giving her a couple of kidney punches! 🤣
 
Assuming she didn't have any posh dobermans.
But all this urban violence reminds me: the Gangs of New York book is nothing like the movie. Bill the Butcher Poole gets eight pages, and I don't think Leonardo DiCaprio is in it at all.
LOL! :D Yes, it's funny that they used the film to sell the book eventually, but the two don't have much in common :D It's the same with with Public Enemies, with Johnny Depp and Christian Bale. An entertaining enough film, but (mostly) a load of hogwash factually. "The book of the film", on the other hand, is an excellent read :thumbsup:
 
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I always enjoy the few weeks when the circus comes to town. Shakes things up a bit, and then it all goes back to normal for another year. 😁
Tourist season. They come by, see the sights, get a souvenir, then head back home with vague plans in their minds to retire and come live here. The few that do eventually settle in the area then get to complain about the next crop of tourists.
 
Tourist season. They come by, see the sights, get a souvenir, then head back home with vague plans in their minds to retire and come live here. The few that do eventually settle in the area then get to complain about the next crop of tourists.
I have been interested in traditional knives for years. Alway hesitating to pull the trigger for various reason. I am also not the most chatty person. Just needed something to push me over the edge! Finding my grandfather old tradition really was nice.
 
The few that do eventually settle in the area then get to complain about the next crop of tourists.
Reminds me of what Stanley Hathaway, governor of Wyoming some years ago. said about enviromentalists who were complaining about new housing developments: “An environmentalist is the guy who built his mountain cabin last year.”
 
Headwinds Headwinds I used to work in a mostly high-income suburb years ago. I worked for the city government at the time so I was part of the servant class, we couldn't afford to live there. This was back in the 70s and 80s and was during the trend of exodus to suburbs common at the time, so there was a lot of growth. It was kind of a running joke around the city hall of how the newer residents were big on their zoning ordinances and were generally against new development. They wanted to close the gates to keep out the riff-raff AFTER they got in.
 
Jack Black Jack Black JB..my snappy response to that toffe nosed old witch would run thus:
Well ma'am you are partly right .Im the council waste and refuse supervisor...
responding to a number of complaints about a foul stench eminating from the area around you...Hyacinth.
I suppose I could have just put her in the bin! 😁👍
 
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