Such a tough job in here, so I asked Blues to help out.

[Blues]

Kerry,

I will be sending Blues a particularly hot batch of green chili with monkey meat chunks. Once it flies out of his butt we can have the Bose giveaway.

Bring it on, Mike, the hotter the better. My wife and I both love hot peppers and chili.

Now, being that it's Tony's birthday and all, maybe he'll just donate that knife for the giveaway. Or, we may have to re-read Kerry's succinct and cogent reply for a more realistic appraisal of the odds of such happening. :jerkit:

Thanks again, y'all. I'll try to earn those welcoming remarks. :thumbup:

 

[KnifeHead]

Bring it on, Mike, the hotter the better. My wife and I both love hot peppers and chili.

Maybe you should hook up with some of Indian George's HT Relish(check out Around the Grinder over in Shoptalk)? I hooked Tony up with a supply of it. It's fun sitting accross the table watchin' him sweat over loaded balogna and cheese sammich

 

[Amos Iron Wolf]

Congrats Blues! Since many of us tend to ramble, maybe you could put down markers now and then so we can find our way back to what we originally meant to say in the first place.

 

[Blues]

Congrats Blues! Since many of us tend to ramble, maybe you could put down markers now and then so we can find our way back to what we originally meant to say in the first place.

Hmmm, many times when hiking mountain trails, where the trail crosses a rocky area or becomes difficult to follow, you'll find a "cairn" as a marker to help find your way. (I haven't seen much need for it here but it'd be pretty funny to come up with a symbol to use when bringing a discussion back to its original intent. :thumbup: )

 

[Amos Iron Wolf]

LOL, we can't use rocks or we will all be lightheaded afterwards.

Then again, some trails ya just head down and see where they wander off to.

I can see a bunch of us sitting around the old store a'ramblin when some fellow yells, "Quit changin the subject!" Naturally, our reply will be "There's a subject?"

 

[Blues]

I can see a bunch of us sitting around the old store a'ramblin when some fellow yells, "Quit changin the subject!" Naturally, our reply will be "There's a subject?"

Amos,

That reminded me of something.

In 1997 my wife and I were heading back east across Colorado on our motorcycle to meet up with some friends in Oklahoma. (I had ridden out from South FL to AZ and Utah and was heading generally home.) Anyway, we stopped at a little place in Walsenburg, CO for breakfast and there were these three or four old timers sitting at a table shootin' the breeze. Said hello and moved on.

The following year, we were riding up from Taos, NM taking the backroads up to Denver and after crossing a couple of passes (and generally freezing our tails off) we ended up in Walsenburg again. Stopped in the same little cafe for some coffee to warm up and get somethin' to eat.

Wouldn't you know those same fellas were sitting in the same chairs at the same table? Well, I had to walk over and tell 'em that I had come through town a year ago on my motorcycle and that they were in the same position.
They all had a good laugh and one of 'em mentioned that they hadn't gotten up and moved as yet! Ya just had to be there to see their expressions and the good natured laughter we all shared. It reminded me of a time in America that seems to be fading away all too rapidly.

And I guess that's a good part of why I like slipjoints. :thumbup:

Thanks for bringing that story to mind.

 

[KnifeHead]

Amos,

That reminded me of something.

In 1997 my wife and I were heading back east across Colorado on our motorcycle to meet up with some friends in Oklahoma. (I had ridden out from South FL to AZ and Utah and was heading generally home.) Anyway, we stopped at a little place in Walsenburg, CO for breakfast and there were these three or four old timers sitting at a table shootin' the breeze. Said hello and moved on.

The following year, we were riding up from Taos, NM taking the backroads up to Denver and after crossing a couple of passes (and generally freezing our tails off) we ended up in Walsenburg again. Stopped in the same little cafe for some coffee to warm up and get somethin' to eat.

Wouldn't you know those same fellas were sitting in the same chairs at the same table? Well, I had to walk over and tell 'em that I had come through town a year ago on my motorcycle and that they were in the same position.
They all had a good laugh and one of 'em mentioned that they hadn't gotten up and moved as yet! Ya just had to be there to see their expressions and the good natured laughter we all shared. It reminded me of a time in America that seems to be fading away all too rapidly.

And I guess that's a good part of why I like slipjoints. :thumbup:

Thanks for bringing that story to mind.

Dang For a second there I felt like Chief Alligator Tears in that "please don't litter" campaign of the 70's. Nice story.