Random Thought Thread

[pease]

I'm a big fan of Olight (another really bad rabbit hole). The Obulb is really convenient and the Olantern is perfect for when the power goes out. The only time I don't buy Olight is when it comes to weapon lights. Then it's Modlite for me.

Ive been using Olights at work for years just not a fan of the newer rechargeable bases. I just ordered a few new ones and a light for one of the house guns.

 

[Blues]

I fear that the world as we know it is coming to an end...

...both the Knicks and the Rangers have seven game winning streaks.

(Of course, now that I've mentioned it...)

 

[000Robert]

Oh I think the COVID was made in Chin- oh the VACCINE? No, that was made in the US.

I really don't know what you're saying. If any of the vaccines were made in the USA, my doctors would have proudly brought the unopened package of the vaccines to me for my inspection. The fact that they didn't bring them to me tells me all I need to know.

 

[Blues]

Be sure to drink your Ovaltine

 

[Richard338]

What's the deal with Ovaltine?

 

[bluemax_1]

I actually thought about that...but I didn't.

I did a full body workout, (although lighter), with kettlebells, sandbags and dumbbells. Made sure I didn't run up my pulse or breathing beyond a comfortable level...and actually felt pretty good. (Though I'm pretty sure I'll feel it tomorrow since I've been relatively inactive but for blowing off debris around the property.)

So far, so good. No headache.

Glad to hear it!

 

[Blues]

What's the deal with Ovaltine?

 

[BIGDORK]

What's the deal with Ovaltine?

 

[Blues]

I have a Jean Shepherd story...(though not a nice one for this Christmas Story). (For those who don't know, the movie is narrated by him, and based on his book "In God We Trust, All Others Pay Cash". I should've seen the writing on the wall.)

Lemme know if you wanna hear it...

 

[tinfoil hat timmy]

What's the deal with Ovaltine?

you should buy more

 

[tinfoil hat timmy]

oh boy

 

[EMCEE]

I have a Jean Shepherd story...(though not a nice one for this Christmas Story). (For those who don't know, the movie is narrated by him, and based on his book "In God We Trust, All Others Pay Cash". I should've seen the writing on the wall.)

Lemme know if you wanna hear it...

Always love a good story …

 

[Blues]

Okay...my Jean Shepherd story.

Background: I was a gigantic Jean Shepherd fan. As a young teen I'd listen to him on his radio broadcast nightly on WOR radio in NYC. I'd listen with my transistor radio under my pillow. Pretty much knew all of his stories about growing up during the Depression in Indiana by heart, backwards and forwards.

So, in 1966 he wrote a book called "In God We Trust, All Others Pay Cash" and it was coming out that October. I was taking Saturday morning classes at the Hayden Planetarium, (I was 14), because I've had a lifelong interest in astronomy.

This particular morning, I had to rush from the Hayden Planetarium down to the "Limelight" in Greenwich Village where Shepherd was going to do a book signing, have hot dogs and snacks etc etc for the kids and his older fans.

I was the first one on line and waited quite a while until we were let in. Finally the moment came and we all rushed in and got seats and were given some stuff to eat and we listened to Jean Shepherd telling some of the stories we all knew so well.

When we were allowed to go up to the dais and have a book signed, I explained to him that I didn't have the money to buy a book but asked if he'd sign my napkin. He refused. He said he would only sign books. I explained that I couldn't afford it, and that he was poor when he was growing up too, and that I was first on line, yada yada yada. No sympathy and he blew me off.

I was crushed. This guy was a huge part of my early years, and now I felt like I had pulled back the curtain and found that Oz was a lie.

So, fast forward to 1999. I'm now 47 and I'm standing on the balcony of the building I lived in on Key Biscayne talking to a friend of mine from Ohio who also loved astronomy and who I happened to be telling the story of what happened that day 33 years earlier.

As I'm telling him the story, a radio he had out with him cut in with breaking news that Jean Shepherd had died. I looked at Louie and him at me as it was too weird to even fathom this bizarre coincidence in time.

I just looked at the radio and said "No hard feelings, Jean". And that was that.

True story. Every word of it. (I've long forgiven the slight, but have always wondered how someone who grew up from meager means could turn his back on a kid from the same sort of background.)

 

[EMCEE]

This shit cracks me up. Couple days ago I went to the wifey’s antique shop looking for a couple tins to store small craft tools in. Wanted a few for gun, knife, leather and kydex tools, etc.

I was thinking, “Self, they gotta speak to you cuz you’re gonna be lookin’ at these damn tins almost every day.” So I looked, and I looked………then I found this one.

Here’s what kills me: last I heard, a Prince Albert was a piercing for weirdos (no offense if you’re weird ). But, the Tin makes it seem like ol’ Albert was the first man to ever get circumcised. Wtf?

Anyhoo, I was checking out w/ a shit eatin ’ grin on my face and the boss calls. She says ,”Why the hell are you buying’ tins from my competition?” I know I’m a weirdo, but these are the kind of things that keep a guy laughing.

 

[Blues]

EMCEE I think you may need help.

 

[EMCEE]

Okay...my Jean Shepherd story.

Background: I was a gigantic Jean Shepherd fan. As a young teen I'd listen to him on his radio broadcast nightly on WOR radio in NYC. I'd listen with my transistor radio under my pillow. Pretty much knew all of his stories about growing up during the Depression in Indiana by heart, backwards and forwards.

So, in 1966 he wrote a book called "In God We Trust, All Others Pay Cash" and it was coming out that October. I was taking Saturday morning classes at the Hayden Planetarium, (I was 14), because I've had a lifelong interest in astronomy.

This particular morning, I had to rush from the Hayden Planetarium down to the "Limelight" in Greenwich Village where Shepherd was going to do a book signing, have hot dogs and snacks etc etc for the kids and his older fans.

I was the first one on line and waited quite a while until we were let in. Finally the moment came and we all rushed in and got seats and were given some stuff to eat and we listened to Jean Shepherd telling some of the stories we all knew so well.

When we were allowed to go up to the dais and have a book signed, I explained to him that I didn't have the money to buy a book but asked if he'd sign my napkin. He refused. He said he would only sign books. I explained that I couldn't afford it, and that he was poor when he was growing up too, and that I was first on line, yada yada yada. No sympathy and he blew me off.

I was crushed. This guy was a huge part of my early years, and now I felt like I had pulled back the curtain and found that Oz was a lie.

So, fast forward to 1999. I'm now 47 and I'm standing on the balcony of the building I lived in on Key Biscayne talking to a friend of mine from Ohio who also loved astronomy and who I happened to be telling the story of what happened that day 33 years earlier.

As I'm telling him the story, a radio he had out with him cut in with breaking news that Jean Shepherd had died. I looked at Louie and him at me as it was too weird to even fathom this bizarre coincidence in time.

I just looked at the radio and said "No hard feelings, Jean". And that was that.

True story. Every word of it. (I've long forgiven the slight, but have always wondered how someone who grew up from meager means could turn his back on a kid from the same sort of background.)

Excellent story man. Thank you !

 

[Blues]

Excellent story man. Thank you !

Thanks. That's one from the vaults.

 

[Murphjd25]

Happy Monday gentlemen and Jo! I had something funny to say but totally lost track of my mind. Guess it wasn’t top of mind.

 

[PolRoger]

Here’s what kills me: last I heard, a Prince Albert was a piercing for weirdos (no offense if you’re weird ).

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[bluemax_1]

Nathan the Machinist

Had a random thought today about Abyy's proclivity for finding the inattentive morons on the road. As I mentioned, the overwhelming majority of rear end collisions are the fault of the following driver, due to a combination of following too closely to react in time, coupled with idiots allowing themselves to get distracted by their phones, fiddling with the radio, or whatever.

Years ago, I saw someone's innovative (and brilliant IMO) solution to discouraging idiots from tailgating his work truck.

The guy took a big, old pipe wrench (with a bright red handle IIRC) and carefully welded it onto his bumper, so it looked like someone had accidentally placed it on the bumper and forgotten about it, and it might fall off any time he hit a bump (IIR the photo I saw correctly, he actually welded the wrench onto the steel bumper, so it was already hanging part way off).

He said it worked remarkably well, as every time some moron zoomed up, riding his bumper, they'd see the wrench and immediately drop way back. He did mention that some folks would honk at him, trying to warn him about the wrench he'd 'forgotten', but it worked remarkably well for his primary purpose of discouraging idiots from following way too close (and I see a LOT of morons who follow waaayyyy too closely).

*** Just a random thought, for the 'Random Thoughts Thread'. Not advocating it, as I have no idea if there are any legal ramifications to doing this.

P.S. Found it