For two years now, my executive has not left my pocket. Except to be used of course, but you know what I mean. Since the 18t of July 2018, it has been my sole EDC. My pocket knife. A daily companion.
But after a dawn exercise walk, dawn being the only time now in Texas to do an excersise walk without danger of heat stoke, I was a bit hurried by the better half and in a rush to put in clean clothing missed my executive that was under a towel. I did end up with my Leatherman squirt and NAA mini revolver and wallet, so it wasn't like I was ill prepared for a small emergency. But it wasn't until a ways from home that I realized my executive was not in my pocket.
Okay, I'll admit to a slight panic attack, but we were closer to where we had to be than home so on we went. Going through the rest of the day was not as bad as one would think, and I actually used the squirt for things I'd have used the executive for. And I have to admit that over the past five years, I've learned what a good tool the squirt is. So, I just went on through the happy 4th of July backyard BBQ over at my sister in laws house with just the squirt. It opened a few beers, slit open a bag of charcoal.
The whole thing was anti climatic, and the world kept on turning and what few times I needed a pocket knife the squirt did well. It even trimmed the end of a few nice Dominican cigars that we had out on the patio after dinner. The razor sharp chisel ground blade cut through the cigar end cap like a, well, razor.
But the whole upshot of the anti climatic day was, an unwelcome thought that came into whats left of the rest of my mind. Like a forbidden thought that snuck in and actually caused me a uncomfortable start.
Could the squirt serve as a sole EDC?
This could be blasphemy of sorts. Even SAKrilege!
Over the past 24 hours, theres been a lot thoughts going through my mind, such as it is. For me, thinking has always been a very dangerous thing to do, and often leads to what my dad sometimes called 'misadventures."
Five years ago, the squirt had come into my life and after using it and appreciating how effective a little tool it was, I retired my longtime keyring carry, the classic. There was nothing a classic could do that the squirt was not better at, but the classic could not do what the squirt was capable of. Now, the horrible thought is, can the executive do what the squirt can, and vise versa????
At this old age, am I on yet another breakthrough in evolution and downsizing? Is my attachment to the executive mostly made up of sentimental feelings for the SAK born of a lifetime of using them, and just being used to them?
This morning, on getting dressed, for a very long few moments, I stood there executive in hand, and the squirt in the other hand, and in the spirit of an experiment, put the executive back in the drawer and dropped the squirt in my left hand pocket. Then, in case I needed more cutting edge, I dropped the Victorinox florist knife in my right hand pocket where the executive usually goes. I think that over half, maybe three quarters of the time I reach for the executive, its to cut something. So, by that reason, the often overly pragmatic part of my brain thinks that maybe the squirt for tools and a dedicated knife in the other pocket for the express purpose of cutting may not be a bad thing. The Victorinox florist certainly cuts like the dickens, as does the Opinel number 6 that I sometimes will carry.
We'll see.
Its been an interesting day so far.
But after a dawn exercise walk, dawn being the only time now in Texas to do an excersise walk without danger of heat stoke, I was a bit hurried by the better half and in a rush to put in clean clothing missed my executive that was under a towel. I did end up with my Leatherman squirt and NAA mini revolver and wallet, so it wasn't like I was ill prepared for a small emergency. But it wasn't until a ways from home that I realized my executive was not in my pocket.
Okay, I'll admit to a slight panic attack, but we were closer to where we had to be than home so on we went. Going through the rest of the day was not as bad as one would think, and I actually used the squirt for things I'd have used the executive for. And I have to admit that over the past five years, I've learned what a good tool the squirt is. So, I just went on through the happy 4th of July backyard BBQ over at my sister in laws house with just the squirt. It opened a few beers, slit open a bag of charcoal.
The whole thing was anti climatic, and the world kept on turning and what few times I needed a pocket knife the squirt did well. It even trimmed the end of a few nice Dominican cigars that we had out on the patio after dinner. The razor sharp chisel ground blade cut through the cigar end cap like a, well, razor.
But the whole upshot of the anti climatic day was, an unwelcome thought that came into whats left of the rest of my mind. Like a forbidden thought that snuck in and actually caused me a uncomfortable start.
Could the squirt serve as a sole EDC?
This could be blasphemy of sorts. Even SAKrilege!
Over the past 24 hours, theres been a lot thoughts going through my mind, such as it is. For me, thinking has always been a very dangerous thing to do, and often leads to what my dad sometimes called 'misadventures."
Five years ago, the squirt had come into my life and after using it and appreciating how effective a little tool it was, I retired my longtime keyring carry, the classic. There was nothing a classic could do that the squirt was not better at, but the classic could not do what the squirt was capable of. Now, the horrible thought is, can the executive do what the squirt can, and vise versa????
At this old age, am I on yet another breakthrough in evolution and downsizing? Is my attachment to the executive mostly made up of sentimental feelings for the SAK born of a lifetime of using them, and just being used to them?
This morning, on getting dressed, for a very long few moments, I stood there executive in hand, and the squirt in the other hand, and in the spirit of an experiment, put the executive back in the drawer and dropped the squirt in my left hand pocket. Then, in case I needed more cutting edge, I dropped the Victorinox florist knife in my right hand pocket where the executive usually goes. I think that over half, maybe three quarters of the time I reach for the executive, its to cut something. So, by that reason, the often overly pragmatic part of my brain thinks that maybe the squirt for tools and a dedicated knife in the other pocket for the express purpose of cutting may not be a bad thing. The Victorinox florist certainly cuts like the dickens, as does the Opinel number 6 that I sometimes will carry.
We'll see.
Its been an interesting day so far.
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