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

[Jack Black]

Yep, I can see how that would work!

 

[r8shell]

Those Sears keychain tools are cool, but I really want one of these. Look at that thing, it just screams German craftsmanship.

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It reminds me of something...

Think this young feller has lost his mum and dad, can't fly and spent the whole day sat on my fence, Must have been hungry as he took a strawberry from my fingers. Hope he'll make it through the night

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Aww... What are you going to name him? I guess if he can eat solid food, he'll be alright as long as a cat doesn't get to him before he learns to fly.

 

[Jack Black]

It reminds me of something...
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Aww... What are you going to name him? I guess if he can eat solid food, he'll be alright as long as a cat doesn't get to him before he learns to fly.

I think I'll see if he's there tomorrow, quite a few cats round here, not to mention foxes

 

[screened porch]

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[sitflyer]

Those Sears keychain tools are cool, but I really want one of these. Look at that thing, it just screams German craftsmanship.

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You can have the tool, I want that knife! LOL

 

[kamagong]

You can have the tool, I want that knife! LOL

It's something isn't it? That knife looks like it would've been an inexpensive piece, and yet I can't help but be drawn to it.

 

[veitsi_poika]

A Haiku for Carl's Lounge

Tales of knives and lives;
Grab a chair and sit a spell.
Welcome to The Porch

 

[Jack Black]

I think I'll see if he's there tomorrow, quite a few cats round here, not to mention foxes

No sign of the young crow today Maybe he learned to fly? Or hopped off somewhere else?

You can have the tool, I want that knife! LOL

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A Haiku for Carl's Lounge

Tales of knives and lives;
Grab a chair and sit a spell.
Welcome to The Porch

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Strangely, that door-handle reminds me of my father! For a skilled workman (a machine-tool fitter), I rarely met a man who was more useless at practical things. I slept in the attic as a kid, and underneath the stairs was a closet, which was used as both a wardrobe and store cupboard. The door knob was similar to that one, though a little plainer, and one of the ends was missing, which caused the handle to come off in your hand. My parents had lived there a couple of years when I was born, and throughout my entire childhood, my mother would tell me that my father intended to fix the closet door. He worked in a large factory, so it would have been easy enough for him to pick up a nut to fit on the back, and there were two hardware stores across the road from our house. Heck, a lazy person could have fixed it with an elastic band! As I grew older, I would offer to fix it, but my mother would always tell me it was my dad's job. Even when I started work myself, the offer was declined. They sold the house 40 years later, and he never did fix the knob on the closet door

 

[veitsi_poika]

No sign of the young crow today Maybe he learned to fly? Or hopped off somewhere else?



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Strangely, that door-handle reminds me of my father! For a skilled workman (a machine-tool fitter), I rarely met a man who was more useless at practical things. I slept in the attic as a kid, and underneath the stairs was a closet, which was used as both a wardrobe and store cupboard. The door knob was similar to that one, though a little plainer, and one of the ends was missing, which caused the handle to come off in your hand. My parents had lived there a couple of years when I was born, and throughout my entire childhood, my mother would tell me that my father intended to fix the closet door. He worked in a large factory, so it would have been easy enough for him to pick up a nut to fit on the back, and there were two hardware stores across the road from our house. Heck, a lazy person could have fixed it with an elastic band! As I grew older, I would offer to fix it, but my mother would always tell me it was my dad's job. Even when I started work myself, the offer was declined. They sold the house 40 years later, and he never did fix the knob on the closet door

I think sometimes people feel more comfortable to have something on their "To-Do-List" at all times Maybe it is the fear of getting bored if you get all of your chores done

 

[zolthar]

It's something isn't it? That knife looks like it would've been an inexpensive piece, and yet I can't help but be drawn to it.

It seems to have some resemblance to this German knife from an unknown maker:

 

[kamagong]

More than a passing resemblance I'd say. Looks to be the same knife, other than the different wood covers and lack of a bail.

 

[jackknife]

Strangely, that door-handle reminds me of my father! For a skilled workman (a machine-tool fitter), I rarely met a man who was more useless at practical things. I slept in the attic as a kid, and underneath the stairs was a closet, which was used as both a wardrobe and store cupboard. The door knob was similar to that one, though a little plainer, and one of the ends was missing, which caused the handle to come off in your hand. My parents had lived there a couple of years when I was born, and throughout my entire childhood, my mother would tell me that my father intended to fix the closet door. He worked in a large factory, so it would have been easy enough for him to pick up a nut to fit on the back, and there were two hardware stores across the road from our house. Heck, a lazy person could have fixed it with an elastic band! As I grew older, I would offer to fix it, but my mother would always tell me it was my dad's job. Even when I started work myself, the offer was declined. They sold the house 40 years later, and he never did fix the knob on the closet door

That's why the cobblers children have no shoes!

I have confess the same problem. All those years I worked in the machine shop, when I got home the last thing I wanted to do was mess with nuts and bolts. I even gave up reloading because sitting down at the bench and pulling on the handle for my RCBS press was too much like pulling on a lathe or drill press handle.

Come the weekend, all I wanted more than anything was to get the heck out of house and taking the kids fishing or hiking, or camping or ANYTHING that got me away from noise, machines, tools, and manual labor. I mean, it would get done eventually, when it had to absolutely positively get done or Karen would on strike until the whatever it was got fixed. But...it was always more fun to go play in the woods with the kids than do something that was too much like work!

 

[Jack Black]

I think sometimes people feel more comfortable to have something on their "To-Do-List" at all times Maybe it is the fear of getting bored if you get all of your chores done

LOL! If he'd bothered to write one, my dad would have had one heck of a 'To-Do-List'!

It seems to have some resemblance to this German knife from an unknown maker:
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Very nice

That's why the cobblers children have no shoes!

I have confess the same problem. All those years I worked in the machine shop, when I got home the last thing I wanted to do was mess with nuts and bolts. I even gave up reloading because sitting down at the bench and pulling on the handle for my RCBS press was too much like pulling on a lathe or drill press handle.

Come the weekend, all I wanted more than anything was to get the heck out of house and taking the kids fishing or hiking, or camping or ANYTHING that got me away from noise, machines, tools, and manual labor. I mean, it would get done eventually, when it had to absolutely positively get done or Karen would on strike until the whatever it was got fixed. But...it was always more fun to go play in the woods with the kids than do something that was too much like work!

LOL! Good insight Carl When I first started work as an apprentice mechanic, the feller I worked with warned me to never tell any of my neighbours what I did for a living, otherwise I'd get home from work and find myself being asked to work on every car on the street!

 

[leghog]

Porch Haiku


rocking on his porch
the man tamps and lights his pipe
settled in his comfort

 

[leghog]

Another porch Haiku

muddy boots by door
with two soles nearly worn through
tell of a man's life

 

[leghog]

A knife haiku

the knife cut deeply
and the red stump of finger
required doctor

 

[leghog]

The World of BF Trads Forum haiku

yes, a knife is good
in pocket or on a chore
go on, show and tell

 

[leghog]

Another knife haiku

knife in one's pocket
bone scales and sharpen'd edges
well equips a man

 

[leghog]

One more


in the whittler's hand
his small knife works its wonders
leaving what he saw

 

[leghog]

One day in the fall of 2013 I had haiku floating in my head and forcing themselves out. Probably wrote 50 haiku that day. Started with a line from a Simon and Garfunkel song I had to do something with for it to get out of my head. Weird. That's were the above came from.