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It's surprising how brave some people can be on the internet isn't it?
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"Carl's Lounge" (Off-Topic Discussion, Traditional Knife "Tales & Vignettes")
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It's surprising how brave some people can be on the internet isn't it?
Great to have you here Connor :thumbup:
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Ryan,
hold tight. I guess it will take about a month for glucose rates to get stable, then he will undergo surgery.
It's not "wait and see" actually. It's "fix it as you go". Or at least that's how you should try seeing it.
Meanwhile, there's a bunch of insane, obsessed, and very kind knife enthusiasts that you can always visit when you're online
Fausto
hold tight. I guess it will take about a month for glucose rates to get stable, then he will undergo surgery.
It's not "wait and see" actually. It's "fix it as you go". Or at least that's how you should try seeing it.
Meanwhile, there's a bunch of insane, obsessed, and very kind knife enthusiasts that you can always visit when you're online
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Ryan - long time no see. Sorry to hear about the tough times. Your dad is lucky they found the aneurysm. One of my uncles died from one, and my father had one. "Luckily" for him he had a heart attack and while doing all of the x-rays and MRIs and such prepping for bypass surgery, they found his. So they had to fix it first, then they could do the bypass surgery. It worked - he lived another 17 years or so and died at age 88 from other causes after a long, happy, and fulfilling life. So be glad they found it. They can fix it and he can recover just fine.
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Don't know why I brought this up, really. Never mind.
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Just for the record folks, I posted that video link seen on the previous page, elsewhere in the forum, and apparently it was moved to this thread. Now that I've noticed the thread it was dumped into, I thought I should say that I would not have posted something unrelated in the middle of what is obviously a sensitive conversation.
Best regards to all.
Best regards to all.
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Brian, not a problem, I've had threads moved and where it ended up makes it seem strange. I for one saw it posted elsewhere and recognized it asap. No offense taken here my friend!
Classy of you to clarify, speaks to the quality of person you are and I found the crab quite cute
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With only a few exceptions, the main discussion forum is for discussion of traditional knives. When we find things that really don't quite meet that description, Gary and I mostly move them here. So folks should be reasonably used to the occasional non-sequitur.
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I recently had a thread moved here.
I figure when you are the new guy at the campfire. You sit where you're told and say thank you!
I figure when you are the new guy at the campfire. You sit where you're told and say thank you!
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It's surprising how brave some people can be on the internet isn't it?
Truer words have never been spoken,
It follows the old saying, "Distance makes weak men strong"
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I really dislike going to the NYC metro area, to include the seven burros and Long Isand. No loading docks, nowhere to park the truck, rude ... ummm ... "people" ... (gotta be nice) that want me to do their job and unlaod the truck ...
Worst of all ? More "people" in the NYC metro area than the combined populations of Montana and Wyoming (and possibly Maine)
Never again. Co-driver can wait until we get a load to Vermont, Maine, or New Hampshire for his home time in NH
Worst of all ? More "people" in the NYC metro area than the combined populations of Montana and Wyoming (and possibly Maine)
Never again. Co-driver can wait until we get a load to Vermont, Maine, or New Hampshire for his home time in NH
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I moved the thread here. Sorry how it landed. We don't have any control over that, as it places the posts by time stamp.
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it is a bustling place! and a mess, i wont deny. but when you live there, like i do, you can feel the energy of the city. it differed to me in Tokyo, and differed still compared to Hong Kong.
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We've been twice first time just my wife and I. Country bumpkins in the big city and we hated it. The second time we went with another couple ( the wife of my friend is from Brooklyn ) and we absolutely loved it. I guess going with someone who knows the city and where to take you makes all the difference.
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come back any time Randy, Im from brooklyn, first one is on me pal!
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Reminds me of the time my dad, mom, brother and I drove from Arkansas to Washington DC when my brother started school at George Washington University. We drove a small motorhome (my dad owned an RV dealership back in Arkansas) with a little U-Haul trailer full of my brother's stuff behind it. Once we got into the city proper, my dad turned down what he thought was a street we were looking for, but turned out to be a dead-end blocked entrance to some government building. I'll never forget the security guard standing there watching dad try to turn that RV/trailer rig around; he shouted, "Hey look! It's the Griswolds!" (He also helped us get turned around and gave us directions to get where we were going.)
I've never been too fond of big cities. I live outside Phoenix now, and it's tolerable I suppose, but the Phoenix metro area is pretty well spread out. We don't spend much time downtown unless we head there for some event (baseball game, concert, etc.).
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That's funny Barrett. Truth of the matter we are all just human trying to live as best we can and I'm sure we all have stories of situations that as we look back on them we just shake our heads and laugh. I love to read and my favorite are real life situations that are written to bring the humor to the forefront. Jackknife has a real gift for doing this and I love to read his stories. I must say your story does remind me of Clark Griswold and the crew. Ain't it great we have Carl's Lounge. A big thanks to Spark for allowing us to have this place where we can just talk and get to know one another.
Ain't it great we have Carl's Lounge. A big thanks to Spark for allowing us to have this place where we can just talk and get to know one another.Life and learning from experience.
Chaos. That simple one word can describe a heck of a lot. Like moving from one state to halfway across country to another. Buying a house and making it yours, even through the hassle of remodeling. Especially when the contractor is less than stellar. But you learn to handle adversity, and keep going. You also learn what you don't need to get by nicely.
We gave away, donated to local thrift shop for the animal shelter, ditched, and threw out a heck of a lot of stuff. We were determined to fit everything into the rented Penske truck, and just planed to wait to see what we'd need on the other end. Going from a three level theee bedroom home to a one level two bedroom home, we were doing some serious downsizing. I told Karen that we shouldn't kid ourselves, this was the last stop, the little retirement home that would be our last dwelling. We both wanted small, easy to clean and maintain, and cozy. With an IKEA right down the road, we'd get what we needed if and when we needed it.
I think we need to go through some adversity now and then just to bring things back into a sort of perspective. To reboot the psyche now and then. But most of all, packing things up and living out of a duffle bag at the bottom of someone else's closet was a great lesson in what I didn't need to be well and happy. From the begging on November until mid December, we lived at Karen's sister Diane's place. All our stuff was in a self storage unit, so we did with little. All I can say is, how liberating it was, Moving into the house in mid December, we still had all our stuff in boxes in the garage because the master bath renovation was ongoing. We still got by with a duffle bags worth of stuff. Now all settled in, I look back and wonder why I ever had all that stuff back in Maryland?
Maybe we need to move every two or three years to keep our stuff trimmed down?
I do know that the past three months has changed how I look at things very much. All my possessions now get scrutinized, and I think about if I have the big one this afternoon, how much mess will my family have to deal with? I remember one friend who had his last surviving parent pass away, and he had to have a company drop off a dumpster on the front lawn. Agggg! I thank the good Lord above that we have already given the kids and others all the stuff we didn't really need, and there won't be a lot to deal with.
But what has been taught is, all the material stuff doesn't matter a tinkers d---m. It's all just stuff. Whatthis move has taught me, is family is more important than any material possessions. Guns, knives, clothes whatever. Just stuff. Being now in the same town with Karen's sisters, being just a day and halfs drive away from daughter Jess and Granddaughter Bree, is better than being on the opposite side of the continent. Maybe getting older makes one confront ones own mortality in an honest way. I do know that I now have had a huge change in attitudes about a lot of things. No longer worry about the piddling stuff I used to think about too much. Now I just want to revel in the nice sunset, a slow pipe on the patio out back, the sound of doves in the Spanish oaks that shade the yard. Simple pleasures of life shared with loved ones.
Chaos. That simple one word can describe a heck of a lot. Like moving from one state to halfway across country to another. Buying a house and making it yours, even through the hassle of remodeling. Especially when the contractor is less than stellar. But you learn to handle adversity, and keep going. You also learn what you don't need to get by nicely.
We gave away, donated to local thrift shop for the animal shelter, ditched, and threw out a heck of a lot of stuff. We were determined to fit everything into the rented Penske truck, and just planed to wait to see what we'd need on the other end. Going from a three level theee bedroom home to a one level two bedroom home, we were doing some serious downsizing. I told Karen that we shouldn't kid ourselves, this was the last stop, the little retirement home that would be our last dwelling. We both wanted small, easy to clean and maintain, and cozy. With an IKEA right down the road, we'd get what we needed if and when we needed it.
I think we need to go through some adversity now and then just to bring things back into a sort of perspective. To reboot the psyche now and then. But most of all, packing things up and living out of a duffle bag at the bottom of someone else's closet was a great lesson in what I didn't need to be well and happy. From the begging on November until mid December, we lived at Karen's sister Diane's place. All our stuff was in a self storage unit, so we did with little. All I can say is, how liberating it was, Moving into the house in mid December, we still had all our stuff in boxes in the garage because the master bath renovation was ongoing. We still got by with a duffle bags worth of stuff. Now all settled in, I look back and wonder why I ever had all that stuff back in Maryland?
Maybe we need to move every two or three years to keep our stuff trimmed down?
I do know that the past three months has changed how I look at things very much. All my possessions now get scrutinized, and I think about if I have the big one this afternoon, how much mess will my family have to deal with? I remember one friend who had his last surviving parent pass away, and he had to have a company drop off a dumpster on the front lawn. Agggg! I thank the good Lord above that we have already given the kids and others all the stuff we didn't really need, and there won't be a lot to deal with.
But what has been taught is, all the material stuff doesn't matter a tinkers d---m. It's all just stuff. Whatthis move has taught me, is family is more important than any material possessions. Guns, knives, clothes whatever. Just stuff. Being now in the same town with Karen's sisters, being just a day and halfs drive away from daughter Jess and Granddaughter Bree, is better than being on the opposite side of the continent. Maybe getting older makes one confront ones own mortality in an honest way. I do know that I now have had a huge change in attitudes about a lot of things. No longer worry about the piddling stuff I used to think about too much. Now I just want to revel in the nice sunset, a slow pipe on the patio out back, the sound of doves in the Spanish oaks that shade the yard. Simple pleasures of life shared with loved ones.
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