Random Thought Thread

When I first moved here, a Doc said that eating sunflower seeds helped, so for a while I swapped my favorite daily nuts (almonds, cashews, pecans) for them and never saw a difference). After getting some frostbite in my fingertips a few years ago, I seem to be less tolerant of the severe cold or the aggravating skin splitting.
I’d always heard that once you’ve had a serious cold or heat exposure incident, you become more susceptible to them.

I didn’t think much of it until my dumb ass decided to work on my car, overnight, in an unheated garage, when it was -12f.

I couldn’t see the part I was working on, so I had to work by feel, which obviated wearing gloves. My fingers would go numb to the point of not being able to feel what I was doing, within ~30-50 seconds of contact with the sub-zero metal, then I’d have to warm them under my armpits for about 5 minutes until feeling returned, and try to work as quickly as I could for the 30-50 seconds before they went numb again.

The result was that my hands were chapped for about a month and a half, after that night. I tried every kind of lotion and ointment out of desperation, and for some reason, Psoriasin gel is the only thing that will heal my hands when they’re so chapped that they’re red, raw, cracked and bleeding, and washing them in mildly warm water with soap, feels like I’m sticking them in a pot of boiling water.

The Winters before that stupidity, I’d use the snow brush to clean the vehicle off, without wearing gloves. The few minutes of cold, and snow getting on my hands never bothered me.

Ever since that one incident, I can’t do that anymore. That kind of cold exposure will make my hands chapped. Now I keep a tube of Psoriasin gel in the medicine cabinet, specifically for potential chapped hands from cold exposure.
 
Years ago, walking down the street from my federal building office, I spotted a tall dude who looked familiar and when he got close enough, I yelled to him: "Mitch "Blood" Green!" He couldn't believe I recognized him and was so appreciative of it. He was a (former?) gang member / leader who, as I recall beat Tyson in the Golden Gloves back in the day. (Lost to him as a pro.)

His hand could have wrapped around a basketball.

It really made his day that I knew who he was...and we talked boxing for a little while before he went on his way.

I've met a few other pros over the years. Esteban De Jesus who was the first man to beat Duran as a lightweight. I spotted him in my gym locker room and he was another really humble man who appreciated being recognized.

Jake La Motta and Rocky Graziano are a couple of others I met. (Saw Duran at the Miami Airport while I was there for an investigation, but didn't have a chance to chat with him.)

I don’t care for celebrities but boxers is something else. La Motta would have been great to meet.

Americans probably wouldnt know him but I met an Aussie boxer Sam Soliman. He came to our football club and trained with us once. We all got along with him and he came back, we even had dinner with him one night. His trainer was based not too far from us.

He fought Mundine and lost a controversial decision which we all watched at the club.

He was one of the nicest and humblest men you could meet.

My grandfather was an amateur heavy weight champion in our area. My dad still has the flyers and newspaper clippings from some of his fights. He wanted to try his hand professionally but Nan said no! And that was that.
 
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I’d always heard that once you’ve had a serious cold or heat exposure incident, you become more susceptible to them.

I didn’t think much of it until my dumb ass decided to work on my car, overnight, in an unheated garage, when it was -12f.

I couldn’t see the part I was working on, so I had to work by feel, which obviated wearing gloves. My fingers would go numb to the point of not being able to feel what I was doing, within ~30-50 seconds of contact with the sub-zero metal, then I’d have to warm them under my armpits for about 5 minutes until feeling returned, and try to work as quickly as I could for the 30-50 seconds before they went numb again.

The result was that my hands were chapped for about a month and a half, after that night. I tried every kind of lotion and ointment out of desperation, and for some reason, Psoriasin gel is the only thing that will heal my hands when they’re so chapped that they’re red, raw, cracked and bleeding, and washing them in mildly warm water with soap, feels like I’m sticking them in a pot of boiling water.

The Winters before that stupidity, I’d use the snow brush to clean the vehicle off, without wearing gloves. The few minutes of cold, and snow getting on my hands never bothered me.

Ever since that one incident, I can’t do that anymore. That kind of cold exposure will make my hands chapped. Now I keep a tube of Psoriasin gel in the medicine cabinet, specifically for potential chapped hands from cold exposure.
It sure doesn’t take long with no gloves in really cold weather to have issues. So many mundane tasks that are difficult to do with gloves on. I wear thin liners inside of gloves so I can do some things, but all too often it is skin exposed touching metal- ugh. I have some amazingly warm mittens, but usually gloves are my go-to.
I use some oriental liniments after prolonged exposure, but will check out the Psoriasin gel.
 
I don’t care for celebrities but boxers is something else. La Motta would have been great to meet.

Americans probably wouldnt know him but I met an Aussie boxer Sam Soliman. He came to our football club and trained with us once. We all got along with him and he came back, we even had dinner with him one night. His trainer was based not too far from us.

He fought Mundine and lost a controversial decision which we all watched at the club.

He was one of the nicest and humblest men you could meet.

My grandfather was an amateur heavy weight champion in our area. My dad still has the flyers and newspaper clippings from some of his fights. He wanted to try his hand professionally but Nan said no! And that was that.
I remember Sam Soliman. I wouldn't have thought of him without you bringing him up though.

My paternal grandfather who was an immigrant to the U.S. as a young boy, was a boxer in NYC. He was never a champion or anything, but I have some pretty cool pix of him in his boxing attire back in the day. He was known as "Harry the Horse".

I have a soft spot for boxers. Even the dogs.
 
I use a bunch of stuff for cracks/splits as well, and I really like Snowy Summit Devil’s Club Salve. It is amazing how irritating splits on fingertips are.
Haven't heard of that one, I'll have to look it up. Being a fisherman living in a very dry climate here in CO, I deal with cracked fingers nearly year round. This year has been especially bad for some reason, both of my thumbs have been terrible at the tips and bleed daily.
 
Haven't heard of that one, I'll have to look it up. Being a fisherman living in a very dry climate here in CO, I deal with cracked fingers nearly year round. This year has been especially bad for some reason, both of my thumbs have been terrible at the tips and bleed daily.
Amazon carries it, including a ‘stick’ form which is easier to carry and apply.
When it is warmer out, I even apply spruce pitch if I am in the woods. I probably have glue stashed in 5 or 6 places🤣
 
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I had sent a DM to our mutual friend, Tensegrity Tensegrity , who lives up in Northern VT to ask if he had a recommendation for a good maple syrup, and if he did, would he recommend one that was available online through Amazon or such.

He very generously, and somewhat stubbornly, (you have to know the guy), insisted on sending me some from a neighboring farm / friend that produces the elixir. A few days later, a box was received meticulously packaged and secured in a manner that even Jo the Machinist Jo the Machinist would admire.

What I have here is a selection of pure maple syrup in Golden, Rich Amber and Dark Robust flavors...all of which are simply fantastic. And every waffle or pancake consumed is all the sweeter for the generosity of a friend.

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I can’t remember the last time I had French toast.
Just googled to see if wheat bread (all we have) works. Supposedly it does.
Not so much for toasted cheese IMO.
You must not live in hurricane territory (or where snowstorms are a thing). It seems every time there’s a severe weather forecast, the common practice is for people to clear out all the French toast fixins 😅
 
I’d always heard that once you’ve had a serious cold or heat exposure incident, you become more susceptible to them.

Ever since that one incident, I can’t do that anymore. That kind of cold exposure will make my hands chapped. Now I keep a tube of Psoriasin gel in the medicine cabinet, specifically for potential chapped hands from cold exposure.

It’s a serious problem. I’ve had a few instances of frostbite, as well as frostnip. The damage is permanent, and I have to be incredibly careful when I’m out in the cold. This, of course, is made worse because I LOVE the cold. Crave it. In general, if I can keep moving, and I’m dressed appropriately, it’s not an issue, but… if my hands get cold, or my toes, it can be only moments before they become worthless. Hands especially. The pain feels like someone driving wire brads into my fingertips, and they become completely useless. Something as trivial as straightening out a thrown chain on a bike could be impossible.

Maybe that’s part of the draw, for me. Even a trivial ride on my bike, close to home, when the conditions are rough could have major consequences. Like having toes that need to be removed, or fingers.


…even posting about this makes me want to ride. 🤣🤣🤣

wtf is wrong with me
 
I don’t care for celebrities but boxers is something else. La Motta would have been great to meet.

Americans probably wouldnt know him but I met an Aussie boxer Sam Soliman. He came to our football club and trained with us once. We all got along with him and he came back, we even had dinner with him one night. His trainer was based not too far from us.

He fought Mundine and lost a controversial decision which we all watched at the club.

He was one of the nicest and humblest men you could meet.

My grandfather was an amateur heavy weight champion in our area. My dad still has the flyers and newspaper clippings from some of his fights. He wanted to try his hand professionally but Nan said no! And that was that.
Didn’t follow boxing, as much as kickboxing (since I originally began competing in Goju Ryu karate, then Wushu Sanshou/Sanda and Muay Thai).

Used to like watching Aussie fighter Stan The Man Longinidis, back in the 80s and 90s.
 
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