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

More than I like to pay for a knife, but it's a Case, in good shape, and a pattern I haven't been aware of from them.
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Spent a couple of hours today tracing down a problem with the garbage disposal. It's a newish machine, and flipping the switch would not turn it on. No motor sound at all. Tried turning it manually and it turned freely. Tried the reset button. No joy. Checked the power at the plug and got nada. Turned out to be a bum wall switch, which I replaced. Got a couple of takeaways from the task.
♦ My forty year old Ideal voltage tester still works like a champ. Built like a brick telephone booth. It may outlast me. I see Ideal still makes the same model. Recommended.
http://www.idealindustries.ca/produ...lectrical_testers/solenoid_voltage_tester.php
♦ I work a lot slower than I did forty years ago. The brain still functions well. The body, not so much.
♦ Forty years ago I would not have bothered to turn off the power. We didn't used to deenergize the circuit for that sort of thing. These days I don't work on anything in the hot state.
 
Very wise Frank.
Went to a car smash a few years ago.
Pissed idiot rolled it tore the ute in half.
Snapped a wooden power pole and the cab was 10 ft up on top of the splintered stump.With the driver trapped. Wires down all over it.
It was a main supply line. 11Kv.

We arrived and the cops were already there.
I said nobody touch it because it could be live.
A smartypants young policewoman told me it wasnt live. How do you know. Because she'd touched ito_O.
Just keep away.
When the supply dude turned up. He confirmed that the wires were dead.when they break the power is cut at the substation. BUT it sends 3 pulses in three minutes full voltage.
That would have been enough to put you off pork crackling for ever.
We got him out before he lost his legs.
 
Spent a couple of hours today tracing down a problem with the garbage disposal. It's a newish machine, and flipping the switch would not turn it on. No motor sound at all. Tried turning it manually and it turned freely. Tried the reset button. No joy. Checked the power at the plug and got nada. Turned out to be a bum wall switch, which I replaced. Got a couple of takeaways from the task.
♦ My forty year old Ideal voltage tester still works like a champ. Built like a brick telephone booth. It may outlast me. I see Ideal still makes the same model. Recommended.
http://www.idealindustries.ca/produ...lectrical_testers/solenoid_voltage_tester.php
♦ I work a lot slower than I did forty years ago. The brain still functions well. The body, not so much.
♦ Forty years ago I would not have bothered to turn off the power. We didn't used to deenergize the circuit for that sort of thing. These days I don't work on anything in the hot state.

It's called working smarter as we get older.

Tidbit of info; well known actor Frank Silvera died while working on a garbage disposal in his home. Electrocuted himself.
 
♦ I work a lot slower than I did forty years ago. The brain still functions well. The body, not so much.
♦ Forty years ago I would not have bothered to turn off the power. We didn't used to deenergize the circuit for that sort of thing. These days I don't work on anything in the hot state.
I've pretty much gone through the same evolution, Frank. In the past I would remove my wedding ring and my watch and just go about replacing a switch or outlet while energized. Now I shut off the breaker.
I'm not sure if my change in procedure has to do with my body being slower (which it is), or the realization that I've been pretty lucky and I don't want to push it. In general I have become "more cautious".
 
Beans, onions, and smoked pig neck bones are in the slowcooker. It'll be good eatin' this afternon.

Now how do I get to your house leghog I'll bring the cornbread. :D:D

Oh man, that combo sounds amazing, guys!

I’m trying something new tonight and cooking paella over a charcoal fire:

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Not quite finished yet, but looking good so far:

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Well, it finally happened to me.

I took my wife, daughter, and some friends to a soccer (football) game where the excellent Portland Thorns hosted the North Carolina Courage. As the line filed through the numerous metal detectors, it soon became my turn and I stepped through. Not realizing that I had set it off (the area was quite loud), I turned to retrieve my phone and sunglasses only to find myself being roughly jabbed in the shoulder by a rather gruff looking woman holding one of those dreaded wands. She proceeded to ask me if I had any metal on me and I informed her that yes, I was wearing a belt and had some change and pocket knife in my pockets.

I produced the rather small GEC #14 I was carrying and the rest of the contents of my pockets and she proceeded to tell me that I could toss that in the trash bin behind me. I looked at her with what my wife said was the most incredulous expression and I asked her what she expected was going to happen with such a diminutive slipjoint. The lady paused and then just stammered out, "Didn't you see the sign out front? No weapons!". Well, knowing full well that I wasn't going to get anywhere with explaining the differences between a tool and a weapon, I proceeded to inform her that there was no way I was going to throw away a perfectly good knife and that I would happily take it back to my car (which was parked three quarters of a mile away...)

Good thing that we arrived early so that I could hoof it to and from my car and still make the pomp and ceremony before the game started. Aside from this incident, beer costing an outrageous $10 for a plastic cup, and the Thorns getting quite thoroughly trounced, it was an enjoyable evening.

I have been to other Thorns games and never had any issues bringing a small slipjoint with me. Apparently this time it was different and I will have to be more attentive the next time.

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The Weapon!!!

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That was quite the terrifying implement of destruction you packed in there Pàdruig Pàdruig . Thank goodness they caught you before you did something terrible like open a bag.

Ha! Yeah...

I did go out and read the signs posted at the entrances. They list the prohibited items. Not a single mention of knives but the blanket statement, "No Weapons" can be used freely I suppose. I guess it is easier for the security folks to just be rather uncompromising than to have to apply discretion every time a person produces a "questionable" implement. Their job sucks and I did not hold any ill will towards the lady who deemed my slipjoint a weapon. They are dealing with thousands of people, last thing she needs is for someone like me trying to argue the finer points of their policy.
 
Well, it finally happened to me.

I took my wife, daughter, and some friends to a soccer (football) game where the excellent Portland Thorns hosted the North Carolina Courage. As the line filed through the numerous metal detectors, it soon became my turn and I stepped through. Not realizing that I had set it off (the area was quite loud), I turned to retrieve my phone and sunglasses only to find myself being roughly jabbed in the shoulder by a rather gruff looking woman holding one of those dreaded wands. She proceeded to ask me if I had any metal on me and I informed her that yes, I was wearing a belt and had some change and pocket knife in my pockets.

I produced the rather small GEC #14 I was carrying and the rest of the contents of my pockets and she proceeded to tell me that I could toss that in the trash bin behind me. I looked at her with what my wife said was the most incredulous expression and I asked her what she expected was going to happen with such a diminutive slipjoint. The lady paused and then just stammered out, "Didn't you see the sign out front? No weapons!". Well, knowing full well that I wasn't going to get anywhere with explaining the differences between a tool and a weapon, I proceeded to inform her that there was no way I was going to throw away a perfectly good knife and that I would happily take it back to my car (which was parked three quarters of a mile away...)

Good thing that we arrived early so that I could hoof it to and from my car and still make the pomp and ceremony before the game started. Aside from this incident, beer costing an outrageous $10 for a plastic cup, and the Thorns getting quite thoroughly trounced, it was an enjoyable evening.

I have been to other Thorns games and never had any issues bringing a small slipjoint with me. Apparently this time it was different and I will have to be more attentive the next time.

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The Weapon!!!

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I've gotten in the habit of checking security policies online before going to sporting venues, concerts, etc., and leaving my knife behind if in doubt. We went to a Twins game recently, where I was pleasantly surprised to find that they have a very clear policy stating they allow pocket knives with blades under 3", although when I placed my Opinel No. 6 in the tray with my keys and phone so I could go through the metal detector, the employee working security gave it a funny look and briefly paused as though she was going to say something about it, then changed her mind. :D
 
Ha! Yeah...

I did go out and read the signs posted at the entrances. They list the prohibited items. Not a single mention of knives but the blanket statement, "No Weapons" can be used freely I suppose. I guess it is easier for the security folks to just be rather uncompromising than to have to apply discretion every time a person produces a "questionable" implement. Their job sucks and I did not hold any ill will towards the lady who deemed my slipjoint a weapon. They are dealing with thousands of people, last thing she needs is for someone like me trying to argue the finer points of their policy.

When I was flying through Honduras some years back, I had my baby fork in my backpack (literally, the fork I used as a baby because my mom had given it to me since my first child was on the way). Security in the airport confiscated the fork as a weapon. "No Weapons" can indeed be interpreted broadly.
 
Just for the sake of satisfying my own curiosity, I looked up the policy on the Portland Thorns website. Here's what it has to say about knives:

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That's why I like to check that sort of thing out online before going to an event like that. The policies are almost always more clearly and thoroughly explained online than what they have posted at the gate.

(That being said, if you've gone there before and had no problem taking a pocket knife in, then who could blame you for expecting to be able to do the same thing this time. :D)
 
Just for the sake of satisfying my own curiosity, I looked up the policy on the Portland Thorns website. Here's what it has to say about knives:

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That's why I like to check that sort of thing out online before going to an event like that. The policies are almost always more clearly and thoroughly explained online than what they have posted at the gate.

(That being said, if you've gone there before and had no problem taking a pocket knife in, then who could blame you for expecting to be able to do the same thing this time. :D)

A good practice for me to start engaging in, thank you for posting that. It certainly lays it out pretty clearly there.
 
Well, it finally happened to me.

I took my wife, daughter, and some friends to a soccer (football) game where the excellent Portland Thorns hosted the North Carolina Courage. As the line filed through the numerous metal detectors, it soon became my turn and I stepped through. Not realizing that I had set it off (the area was quite loud), I turned to retrieve my phone and sunglasses only to find myself being roughly jabbed in the shoulder by a rather gruff looking woman holding one of those dreaded wands. She proceeded to ask me if I had any metal on me and I informed her that yes, I was wearing a belt and had some change and pocket knife in my pockets.

I produced the rather small GEC #14 I was carrying and the rest of the contents of my pockets and she proceeded to tell me that I could toss that in the trash bin behind me. I looked at her with what my wife said was the most incredulous expression and I asked her what she expected was going to happen with such a diminutive slipjoint. The lady paused and then just stammered out, "Didn't you see the sign out front? No weapons!". Well, knowing full well that I wasn't going to get anywhere with explaining the differences between a tool and a weapon, I proceeded to inform her that there was no way I was going to throw away a perfectly good knife and that I would happily take it back to my car (which was parked three quarters of a mile away...)

Good thing that we arrived early so that I could hoof it to and from my car and still make the pomp and ceremony before the game started. Aside from this incident, beer costing an outrageous $10 for a plastic cup, and the Thorns getting quite thoroughly trounced, it was an enjoyable evening.

I have been to other Thorns games and never had any issues bringing a small slipjoint with me. Apparently this time it was different and I will have to be more attentive the next time.

KSlR0IN.jpg


The Weapon!!!

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Here’s mine same here last August at Comerica park walked a mile to keep it at least the tigers won.
 
I lost my case sodbuster at universal studies last month. I should have taken the long walk, but I didn’t want to cut into the time.
 
I lost my case sodbuster at universal studies last month. I should have taken the long walk, but I didn’t want to cut into the time.
Well, it finally happened to me.
I made the same mistake at a Packer game only mine wasn't a typical small pocket knife, it was a HUGE early 1900's Schrade Cut Co pruner that I had been using earlier in the day to break down some boxes and forgot it was in my jacket pocket. Man did I get put through the ringer and they would not let me take it back to my car. I guess it wasn't as bad as the time that TSA found a fully loaded 30-06 rifle cartridge in my back pack at the airport. :confused:
 
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