Random Thought Thread

Blues said:
That's the way it is in many jurisdictions. If I wasn't a current or retired LEO, or meeting one of a very few other exceptions, I would be prohibited from carrying a sap. And the funny thing is that, like pepper spray, it is intended as a "less lethal" option. (Though it can of course become a lethal option quickly.)
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I never bought one. Knowing me (all elbows and awkward angles) I'd probably sap myself in the nuts.

I just happen to know Gene from Mean Gene Leather. He's a cool dude.
 
bluemax_1 said:
Wasps are assholes. Discovered a ~10" paper wasp nest about 15' up in a tree near the corner of the house while doing the yardwork today.

Waited until nightfall to hit the nest. I'd never tried the foaming wasp killer before but decided to try it based on positive comments I'd read.

Learned a couple things:
- while the foam coats the nest, there's only so much you can cover the nest.

Unlike the non-foaming spray, where you can continue to saturate and soak the nest until the can is empty, as I was continuing trying to cover the nest (it was set back in the tree, so the spray could only hit maybe 40-50% of it), I had the bottom hole covered, but as I continued spraying, the foam build-up grew enough for a big clump of foam to fall off, allowing the assholes to stream out of the hole.

- fortunately, since the nest was up pretty high, only one of them came straight for me. Even so, it literally kamikaze'd straight into my chest (I just saw a streak in the flashlight beam, as it zipped towards me) and immediately stung on impact. Not even a pause between feeling the hit and the sting. Immediately swiped it off and ran, but in that split second, it already injected venom.

Also fortunately for me (I've mentioned this in another post about yellowjackets), I seem to have outgrown my insect sting/bite allergies from childhood.

Back then, being stung meant I'd swell up. It never got bad enough to require an epipen, or even worse, an ambulance ride, like my buddy in Grade school, but a sting on my upper chest like tonight would've probably made my neck start swelling up. Instead, it's just the little welt most normal folks would get, and doesn't really hurt too much (I probably brushed it off before it had a chance to inject too much venom).

Going to see how the nest is doing tomorrow. If it's still active, I'll use the regular jet spray tomorrow night. At least while continuing to saturate the nest with that, the assholes who try to come out, get soaked, can't fly, and die.
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I once got stung by a red paper wasp in the palm of my hand. I saw it flying straight at me and I swatted it out of the air before it got me, but just that momentary contact with my hand was enough for it to sting my hand. I mean it was just a fraction of a second where we were actually in contact and it got me. It wasn't a bad sting though, it didn't get the chance to inject much venom, but it did sting
 
Nathan the Machinist said:
So I got the F-450 fixed today and ran down to pick up my old f250 that was stranded in the Harris teeter parking lot in Cornelius.

At least we managed to get off the interstate before the 450 broke down again

I am

Honestly

Seriously sick and tired of this.

My new F-450 that I have on order is still at least a couple months out I think. 😞
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Synov said:
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here"

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Don't hit this thread on the regular, so a few pages behind current replying to this... Fun fact, when I was in the Coast Guard I was stationed on a buoy tender based in St. Petersburg. We'd work buoys down the coast, into the Keys and also into Dry Tortuga National Park every few months. We'd take diesel to a now unmanned USCG light house to power their gennys, and then dock at Garden Key for a couple days of fishing and beer drinking. Garden Key is where Fort Jefferson sits, it was built in the mid/late 1800's and intended to keep an eye on whatever might enter US waters via the Gulf of Mexico. I used to spend a lot of time trudging around there, and scouring all the different areas. Funnest fact, Fort Jefferson is where Samuel Mudd (the Dr. who treated John Wilkes Booth's broken leg) was imprisoned for many years. Some of that trudging included visiting his old cell which was in the dungeon, and over the entrance to the dungeon they once had a sign with that line of Dante's "abandon hope, all ye who enter here". Not a fun place to be, malaria, yellow fever, less than good times.

Winston
 
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bluemax_1 said:
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I think I was 12 when my parents took me, my brother who was about a year younger, and my six year old sister - who didn't have a clue - to the drive in to see this. In fairness, movie trailers on tv (at least the three channels we got) weren't much of a thing, and this may have been in the couple years after ours broke and we couldn't afford a new one. They weren't necessarily naive, but damn close and good church folk, and had no idea what we were in for and wouldn't have taken us if they did. Looking back, I'm kind of surprised we stayed for the whole thing, might of just been because we were close to poor and they had already paid and wanted to get their money's worth. Gene Wilder and Cleavon Little were both funnier than hell and had most of the best lines, but still gotta go with Alex Karras or Slim Pickens ("what in the wide, wide world of sports is going on here") as my favorite characters.

I also remember seeing Patton at the drive in and running around for a couple days quoting the line "come on you bastards, right in the nose" (close if not exact) until my dad heard me shouting it kinda loudly while running around the neighborhood. Yeah, maybe they were a little naive...

Winston
 
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