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

Generally, if I'm seeing a sunrise, it means I'm finishing a nightshift and due to go to bed soon. I love seeing sunrises too! :)

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Yep, we tell people that I'm retired without pay. When the wife got the teaching job down here and we moved about 3 hrs west of San Antonio to Del Rio the wife was for me staying home, taking care of myself, and doing the cooking. So I went from a 40 mile ride one way on the bike in the dark to be onsite and in place by 7AM to Ms. Wolf kissing me as she heads out the door. The dog and I get up a few hours later, start the coffee, hit the shower then, whatever.

With one income it makes it tight, but that's also my job, stretching the money. But we also realize that if I found anything down here it would probably involve weekends and evenings so we would never see each other. We didn't get together after 21 years apart just to not spend any time together. (For those who don't know, I came back to Texas in 1996 and married my HS sweetheart after 21 years apart.) Some things are just more important.

Of course she appreciates it when she comes in and something this is what's ready for supper.



I started a thread in the blade section of a gun forum called Kitchen Commando Challenge where I challenged guys to take their tattykill and bushcrafting knives and try using them in the kitchen. I found that little Dragon to the left of the plate is great for slicing veggies, but I chopped the onions after thin slicing with an Ulu. Ya can't get more traditional than an ulu. And I used a Mora to cut up the cooked meat. (Thick cut, pork sirloin chops given an Asian type marinade if anyone is wondering.)
 
Generally, if I'm seeing a sunrise, it means I'm finishing a nightshift and due to go to bed soon. I love seeing sunrises too! :)

pmew

I saw many a sunrise from the opposite end back when we were playing a lot, feeling no pain with ears ringing. It wasn't unusual to finish a gig at 2, tear down, have a draft at the bar and drive home from the country roadhouse at 5am :D

When I started playing out in the early 80's there were tons of places local bands could play. Now the scene is dried up, and we had to venture further and further out into the country to find a job. Not that I could do too much of it any more, since turning 50 I can't imagine getting to a place at 7, setting all that gear up, playing for 4+ hours, tearing down the gear at 2 and driving home. Ah, the good old days ;)
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I was at the doctor's today and noticed that the mobile phone number they had for me was out of date. The receptionist was rather stern faced and not very technically minded, saying that the text messages they sent "must have gone somewhere." Rather than explain to her that they would just go to a redundant SIM card, I thought I'd tell her that I accidentally put my old phone in the washing-machine (which is true, but the SIM wasn't damaged). Still with a sour face, she asked me if I didn't think that was a bit silly (as if I need to be told that). I quipped, "Well I was getting all these dirty phonecalls." It fell completely flat and she gave me a look that would turn milk sour! :( :D
 
Hope you are alright sir?

Sounds about right for a doctors receptionist*!

Great quip though Jack ;)

*my old mama is a docs receptionist....and she does have a sense of humor....and isn't stern faced. I'm sure some others aren't.
 
Hope you are alright sir?

Sounds about right for a doctors receptionist*!

Great quip though Jack ;)

*my old mama is a docs receptionist....and she does have a sense of humor....and isn't stern faced. I'm sure some others aren't.

I've not seen her before. Obviously didn't hire her for her sense of humour! :D

Got to have some blood tests, if they can find any! ;)
 
I told him my feet feel like I've been dancing all night. He said he thought it might be Tom Jones Syndrome. I asked if that was rare. He told me, "It's not unusual." ;)
 
I told him my feet feel like I've been dancing all night. He said he thought it might be Tom Jones Syndrome. I asked if that was rare. He told me, "It's not unusual." ;)

Ha! Thanks a bunch, Jack. Get what song is now stuck in my head? :mad::D
 
I was at the doctor's today and noticed that the mobile phone number they had for me was out of date. The receptionist was rather stern faced and not very technically minded, saying that the text messages they sent "must have gone somewhere." Rather than explain to her that they would just go to a redundant SIM card, I thought I'd tell her that I accidentally put my old phone in the washing-machine (which is true, but the SIM wasn't damaged). Still with a sour face, she asked me if I didn't think that was a bit silly (as if I need to be told that). I quipped, "Well I was getting all these dirty phonecalls." It fell completely flat and she gave me a look that would turn milk sour! :( :D
I thought it was funny enough to shoot flavored water out my nose! :D
 
I got a compound bow for Christmas, taking it this weekend to get restrung, new sights etc. A compound bow, might be heresy to some here ;), I do want to ultimately end up with a long bow. Traditional Archery magazine is too cool, but my back pain has gotten worse, I'm getting the pull reduced to 35 on this bow! Feels like good therapy though. Starting off slow and steady. I don't even know what brand this bow is, but it is quality. A buddy gave his old bow to my father for me. I was looking at a couple new ones, but didn't have the scratch. Now, i have to look at making a target, or just buying one.

Of course I picked up a bowfishing catalog at the archery shop, and read a few articles about it in Backwoodsman. God help me, the addictions are multiplying!
 
Yeah, I started thinking about archery again, and I'm a dyed in the wool non-compound kind of guy, but at the time I was about to order a Sage my shoulder, back, and hands were giving me some grief so I bailed on the idea.

Sort of sucks as there are 5 bowhunting only areas around here that are part of the Amistad NR Area. I have a friend who hunts both the areas and a friend of his' ranch. He uses a compound. I may have to consider a decent, but not pricey compound just to get me out and about some. But I'm still a traditional kind of guy in archery even though I haven't done it for a good while. Same for blackpowder. The modern inline, 209 primered front stuffers are an abomination to me. I doubt I'll budge on that one. If you're gonna go primitive, go all primitive. At least on cap n ball stuff. ;) I may have to budge a little on the archery side for the sake of age and having any chance to ever hunt again.
 
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same for blackpowder. The modern inline, 209 primered front stuffers are an abomination to me. I doubt i'll budge on that one. If you're gonna go primitive, go all primitive. At least on cap n ball stuff. ;) i may have to budge a little on the archery side for the sake of age and having any chance to ever hunt again.
So what with this modern Cap and Ball stuff? Flint and steel are where it's at! :D. Steven
 
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So what with this modern Cap and Ball stuff? Flint and steel are where it's at! :D. Steven

Heheh, our black powder gunsmith up in Fairbanks when I lived there used to say that firearms developed went down the tubes when the put a nipple on a rifle. He was definitely pure rock fever.

Nothing teaches follow through when shooting like a flinter. Unless it's a matchlock, but I don't feel too bad having missed out on that bit of fun. But, I did like to cut my patches as I went instead of using precuts most of the time. Penance for using one of them fancy cap guns instead of a rocker.
 
Heheh, our black powder gunsmith up in Fairbanks when I lived there used to say that firearms developed went down the tubes when the put a nipple on a rifle. He was definitely pure rock fever.

Nothing teaches follow through when shooting like a flinter. Unless it's a matchlock, but I don't feel too bad having missed out on that bit of fun. But, I did like to cut my patches as I went instead of using precuts most of the time. Penance for using one of them fancy cap guns instead of a rocker.

When I encountered a Georgette Heyer book called Powder and Patch I thought, “Heyer gave up the Regency Romance to write about the American frontier?”

Not exactly. Powder and Patch is an eighteenth century comedy of manners. The powder is to whiten a man’s periwig. The patch is a beauty mark, tastefully applied to his painted face.
 
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