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

Cool song. I remember catching fire flies to put them in a mason jar w/holes in the lid for a night light!
 
Cool song. I remember catching fire flies to put them in a mason jar w/holes in the lid for a night light!

You realize that those poor fire flies were just trying to find a mate and get it on? Then they die :-(
(I also caught them when I was a child - that was when the dinosaurs roamed this region)
Rich
 
They don't live long enough to worry about air holes and theres bound to be a good rstio of male to females so essentially you created an awesome niteclub for randy fireflies.:p
 
You realize that those poor fire flies were just trying to find a mate and get it on? Then they die :-(
(I also caught them when I was a child - that was when the dinosaurs roamed this region)
Rich
We were chasing fire flies with a friend's kid last Saturday night. We don't call them fire flies though. We call them lightenin' bugs.
 
Hey! I grew up calling them lightnin' bugs also. Must have a southern heart since I love hunting/fishing, drive a truck and love chicks in short shorts and flannel shirts! This all while living in Western NY of course
 
There is nothing in this world as beautiful as newborn and to be a dad is the greatest blessing, imo. Thank you again for the support and well wishes. Hope you all have a great holiday weekend.




Congrats!

You and your wife have a beautiful baby!

I am happy that everything went well for your family health wise too.

Cate
 
Ok, so I posted this pic in the daily totin' thread, but I put it here to tell the back story about the autographed Ted Williams Baseball.

As a young lad growing up in the late '50's and early '60's, I would attend a lot of Boston Red Sox games as well as the Boston Patriots (yes they were the Boston Patriots then) with grandpa. As with most youngsters, we all had our heroes of the diamond. Ted Williams was one of mine. During attendance of one of his later games at Fenway Park, grandpa caught one of Ted's foul balls and of course it immediately went in my glove that I brought to every game. My brother and I played Little League Baseball and a few years after acquiring that foul ball, we attended Ted Williams Baseball Camp for two weeks. It was not far from our home. Ted had since retired from his baseball career. We saw him a couple times while at camp, so I brought the ball in my bag every day in the hopes of getting his autograph. The holy grail for an admiring young baseball fan. I finally had an opportune moment as he was leaving his office. I politely asked him for an autograph on the ball. Now Ted was quite known for being very abrasive towards media and just in general. When I asked him for the autograph, he grumbled something incoherent along with a few choice words that weren't appropriate in front of a kid and knocked the ball out of my hand. The guy he was with picked up the ball and said something in Ted's ear. Ted signed the ball and tossed it to me without saying anything else and continued to his waiting car. I was so mad, I wanted to bean him off the back of his head with the ball. But of course I didn't. I just got a shrug and an apologetic look from Ted' partner.
But anyways, I've hung onto the ball all these years and despite Ted's abrasive manners, I remained in awe of seeing him in replays in the batters box. It also reminds me of all the outings with grandpa. :thumbup:

Wonderful story and thank you for sharing.

I did not know that TED was like that but there are many 'famous' people out there who can be rude, mean, stuck up, etc.

There are many others who can be sweet. They APPRECIATE their fans and their careers too! $$$!!!

Cate
 
I was born in NY and raised in MD from the age of one year old. We called them lightning bugs. I always enjoyed watching them fly free myself.

Cate
 
Adventures in moving.

This past month has been one of shed chaos. Having lived in my present home since 1991, I forgot how much hassle it is to move. First was Karens's youngest sister last month with her migration back to the native Texas that they all grew up in. Hauling that twin axel 12 foot trailer with 4 banger Toyota Tacoma was an adventure in itself. Then the past week we're been moving son John out to his own apartment. John got caught up in the economic downturn and economy crash a few years ago and we took him in while he got his footing under him again. NOw we've helped him move out. Once again Karen and I are empty nesters.

Now the push is one again, as we've made the commitment to move to Georgetown Texas ourselves. This past two pwwek when we were there staying with Karen's middle sister Diane, was the tipping point. Just a nice place to live and our Germantown Maryland neighborhood has gone down. Not to mention the states politics. So we're breaking down a third household and have met with a realtor that Karen is friends with from her days working for a real-estate settlement law firm. Painting, some running maintenance type of repairs, runs to the dump from cleaning out the basement and attic. Runs to the Waging Tails, the thrift store that uses the money for support of the local animal shelter, with stuff we really don't need anymore.

I know the next month or two is going to be hectic, with a cross country move from one state to another. But I know I'm moving to where I will not have to own a snow shovel or ice scraper. Where when it's 90 something degrees, my clothes will not be sticking to me like here in Maryland where it's humid as a steam bath. Dry heat is a good heat. It will also be good to live in a part of the country where people share my more conservative feelings.

So, I may not be around as much as usual, but I'm so addicted to this site and the great people, I'll find a way to look in as much as I can. And speaking of people, I know many of you are from Texas, so I am looking forward to meeting up with any of you in the central part of Texas, or even down south since I'll be going to Corpus for fishing and beach bumming on Padre Island.
 
Carl,
moving house is a hassle indeed...but there is something very refreshing in entering your new home. I've learned that proper planning is way underrated when you move, many people get caught in the "blind packing it up" frenzy, then get crazy when they have to unpack...I'm sure you know better :)
It always surprises me how common it is for US citizens to move to another state and face huge differences in climate, environment and context. I assume it's pretty normal there, and I value that alot.
As for Texas, I don't know enough about it (same for Maryland) since I've never been there.
The only thing I know for sure is that the resolza count is going to grow in TX and that's a good start ;)
Take care and rest assured: no matter how long it takes you to move and settle, no one will dare sit on your chair here :)

Fausto
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Hey! I grew up calling them lightnin' bugs also. Must have a southern heart since I love hunting/fishing, drive a truck and love chicks in short shorts and flannel shirts! This all while living in Western NY of course

I knew we got along for a reason.

But I know I'm moving to where I will not have to own a snow shovel or ice scraper. Where when it's 90 something degrees, my clothes will not be sticking to me like here in Maryland where it's humid as a steam bath. Dry heat is a good heat. It will also be good to live in a part of the country where people share my more conservative feelings.

I have traveled far and wide for business over the last 15 years. I left Cincinnati/Kentucky (also prone to nasty winters) for Dallas. My 27th move was into a house in Plano last year. I think I might stay rooted for a while. :)

With 6 years as a Texan, I can say two things are God's Truth...I should've done it sooner, and I will never leave this state.

Welcome to the best state in the nation. Happy to have you!
 
In the Army my wife and I moved 15 times. It just sucks. No one else will ever convince me otherwise. I plan on dying in the house I'm now in, as there just isn't another move in me.
 
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