Progressive

I'll admit, until I found, "this place" I was as happy as a pug in mud with my Uncle Henry Stockman.
You all are mean, mean, mean and evil!

Now I in a continual search for the ONE Bushcraft knife that does it all. Food prep, wood, camp chores. I won't stop until I find it......or I die of old age!

ps. I'm 62 (better kick it in the big gear)
 
I have stopped myself recently from entering a knife store.... A bunch of times....
I deliberately drove there too on those occasions...

Thank you for listening.





Hey next thing I want to do is get the mini onslaught and grind that fin off, turn it more into a spyderco. Took a screenshot from video. Its just the play of light. Maybe even make it look more like a slysz bowie
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Wow... Thought that was a Spyderco
 
Kootaga13 said:
I'll admit, until I found, "this place" I was as happy as a pug in mud with my Uncle Henry Stockman.
You all are mean, mean, mean and evil!

Now I in a continual search for the ONE Bushcraft knife that does it all. Food prep, wood, camp chores. I won't stop until I find it......or I die of old age!

ps. I'm 62 (better kick it in the big gear)
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You young whipper-snapper...you're too young to carry my oxygen bottle.
 
Charlie Mike said:
So in various IOP groups that I've been part of, we always discuss the progressive nature of addiction.

This also applies to knives.

Buying...
Dealing to support your buying...
Manufacture for sales

Just an observation ;)
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Oh yeah, acquiring stuff is an addiction for sure. Fillin' the void, baby. Knives, guns, other stuff we buy, are simple, they don't argue with you, you can fix and customize them, they take your mind off whatever is bothering you. Getting a new one gives you a rush--for a while. It's an addiction all right. I guess the bright spot is collecting knives is usually not hurting anybody else, nor even really harming us knife knerds as much as other addictions (although it's true, we do tend to cut ourselves more than the gen pop :-) ).
 
I find a lot in common with knives and women.

From a young age I wanted every good looking one I could get my hands on. The older I got I started to see inner beauty and qualities over all the flash. Then I started to gravitate toward very specific types. Always with a lust for what feels like the unobtainable. And years later after settling down I still find myself looking and drooling over others.

Is it an addiction? Its definitely progressive. For me more of a passion. A piece of myself, desiring something that represents my personality.
 
Was checking what wrenches are in the Sebenza 25 box and a blacked out dagger Cypher arrived at the front door. Not gonna open the box till tomorrow just because.
 
When I drank, I spent around $75 - $100 a week on beer. All it did was make me drunk and piss a lot. I spent close to the same amount this past year (actually a bit less) on some dandy knives and I have something I can play with while not being drunk. Still an addiction I suppose?
 
colin.p said:
When I drank, I spent around $75 - $100 a week on beer. All it did was make me drunk and piss a lot. I spent close to the same amount this past year (actually a bit less) on some dandy knives and I have something I can play with while not being drunk. Still an addiction I suppose?
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Better off though, no? I still drink but at 49, my getting hammered days are done. The hangovers hurt waaayyy too much. Luckily I can manage my intake. :)

I recall reading a story about the actress Kirstie Alley. She was spending a grand a month (or maybe per week, I forget) on blow and when she got sober, she spent the same on flowers. People said she was nutty for spending a thousand bucks a month on flowers, but she said it reminded her that she should be dead. Kinda weird, but I get it.

You could do many worse things than spend $75-100 a month in knives in any case. :thumbsup:
 
DJC72 said:
I’ve fought every temptation in the history of mankind. Cookies and knives are all I have left and I won’t give those vices up.
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Packed in the booze and dope 20 years ago. First thing I went to was servicing three ladies simultaneously. Maybe not beauty queens, but I wasn't there for their faces...........for the most part.
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Then sponsor dummied me up so I bought a motorcycle. Only smashed it once, night riding was an insane blast. Now I watch the sugary junk and heavy duty coffee which I can live with also. I just ordered my 4th C.S. shovel because...............ya. As long as the warden is happy, the bills are paid, grub in the fridge, it's cool......Acceptance. :p
 
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