I’d say you have a good one if your is good enough to decapitate. BTW, just who are you handing the head to? :eek:
Looks like someone stopped at Wawa this morning; & no, I don’t understand it either.
It was 34° this morning, going up to 78° this afternoon. It’s jumping from winter to summer all in one day!!!
**Spidey **- yeah, I decided I wanted a WaWa sausage-egg-cheese croissant for breakfast. Yum!
Of those made today there really is no such thing; which is what is driving us collectors nuts. People wanting one for home use are buying all the vintage/antique ones and resharpening them. Twenty years ago something vintage 1860 would cost you maybe $20; now its $200. I blame the Food Channel and Andrew Zimmern.
Two really great vintage ones you can find fairly regular for fair prices are CASE and of all people CRAFTSMAN. Both can really take and hold a heck-uv-a edge and do well for most home use. For heavier butchering you want Beatty and Sons - especially the ones with the cow trademark - or GLOEKLER/Foster Bros. Beatty’s I always have some extras of but they can get pricey - like $100 real easy; but you really can dismantle a cow with one of those.
Now if you want something for general home use in say the 6-7 inch blade length, send me an address and I’ll ship you an unmarked one for the cost of postage. I really don’t want the unmarked ones for my collection but sometimes when I am buying several the seller throws :eek: one in. 
I’ll ship unsharpened but they aren’t all that hard to do with a steel or someone good with a stone.
Someone she likes much more than the owner of said head??? 
Because we’re old. Kids these days want instant WiFi in the damn bathroom at the gas station let alone the one-stop-rip-off-center attached.
Afternoon all.
Or evening? When does afternoon become evening for you?
Just chugging along trying to get the last few assignments finished. Really don’t have much else to do at the moment. I should probably start planning for summer, really.
Went in for extra class today; because we’re on several courses taught together, my group had finished one module, but some of the others had a bit more then an exam. So, they had a class this morning (after a biiiig gap due to the lecturer being away on parental leave), and they’d said any of us were welcome to attend, even if our section was done. It turned out to be entirely prepping for the exam, with a few new bits we’d skipped over earlier. It’s oddly pleasant being the only one (no-one else who didn’t need to be there showed, but I’m payin’ for teachin’ and I’m gettin’ it if offered) in a room full of people all nervously taking notes for an exam who’s purely there for interest.
I managed to refrain from saying stuff like ‘Gosh that question does look tricky’, but it was tough 
Nixon made lists as well.
OH MY GOD!!! FCM IS RICHARD NIXON!!!
I once was so frightened that Nixon’s entire life flashed before my eyes.
Sorry – old joke. But then again I’m an old joker.
Same here; for fun we used to play everything as a polka including the National Anthem. Our band was heavy on Slavs and Bo-Hunks.
I also surprised the director at a stage rehearsal by starting the trumpet solo of “Chestnuts Roasting” and going right from the first few notes into “William Tell Overture” with everyone joining in.
And if that doesn’t work may I suggest cannons and explosives? Those you can trigger even without any fingers!
Hey Ruble, speaking of guns, would you mind running up and buying these for me please? Think of all the fun we could have. 
Kthanks!
BTW, I didn’t know collecting cleavers was even a thing. I’ve been making due with a cleaver I got when I worked for Gerber Blades. It’s serviceable, but I don’t dismember bodies, (as far as you know.) Mostly it gets used to whack melons and squashes.
Ya talked me into it GMom. I’ve got a sausage patty cooking on the stove. In a few minutes I’ll put and egg in a ramikin in the nukerwave and toast a biscuit, and ‘Bob’s yer uncle’.
My sympathies on the cortisone shot, wetone, they’re no fun.
Happy Toosday!
It’s a beautiful day, the sun is shining and windows are open.
I marinated some chicken breasts and - cover your eyes Swampy - and fart blossoms in garlic, olive oil, and rice wine vinegar, sprinked some paprika on the chicken, then roasted them in the oven for lunch and dinner. It turned out pretty well. Ripple approved, and yes he eats fart blossoms.
Another busy day, always busy lately.
My husband transitioned from all state in Texas for trombone (very traditional) to the Stanford “marching” band. It’s a scatter band with an interesting sense of humor. They’ve been banned from more than one airline. I find them amusing. The university regularly tears their hair out over them. The alumni love them, but the university is mortified by their antics.
I may take you up on the cleaver. I’ll try to remember when I get back from LA.
Today I continue my adventures trying to get my music back that Apple deleted. :mad: I found an old archive. Now I just have to get it onto my phone. I’ve allotted a set period of time for this before I have to give up and pack for CA. Then it’s off to the shuttle and onward to the airport.
Howdy all.
Don’t know if it was the good weather last night or just waking up too early the last few days, but I stayed in bed until just after 10am today. Not sure if I’m embarrassed or proud of that accomplishment. Anyway, face and body have been fed and outside of afternoon soccer practice nothing much on the schedule.
All y’all take care.
I would be happy to but:
a) They aren’t real or Civil War; just crudely cast lawn decorations.
b) But I would still have to remote shoot/blow one to Hell up the farm just for the fun of doing it.
And on cleavers; its been a small niche collectible for ages. Different people go different routes; some people like ones made by companies that also made guns (Bown & Tetley for example), or ones made in their town or state. Some like examples from different countries. Me? I want all of them but my main goal is one from every state. We have a large wall in our stairwell and I want to paint a large map on it and hang a cleaver from each state – sorta like people do with those refrigerator magnet maps but more lethal-ish.
My fascination come from the days up my Great-Uncle’s farm. We kids could play on the tractors, make stuff in the forge, shoot bats with automatic weapons; damn near what we wanted. But there was this line of four meat cleavers hanging from the beam in the barn that were serious DO-NOT-TOUCH. As a result me and a few cousins just have to own some of the darn things now. Me more than a few. Counting some dupes like the Beatty ones I have a minor shitload of them. In other words I just lost count. But its more than 50 now and somewhere south of 100.
YOOHOO!!!
Howdy Y’all! I accomplished laundry and ahrnin’ today. Go Me! ‘Tis a loverly N.O.S. day out so all da cave windows are open. Cee-mint pond is lookin’ good and I envision some quality cee-mint pond time on Sattidy. YAY!
Sari better you deal with the after effects of Ripple and fart blossoms than me. 
Hey, I had one in my eye.
“You have to breathe, Mr. Plant.”
“noidont”
I think supper tonight will be forage-for-whatever because I don’t feel like cooking and **FCD **said he’s not hungry.
I planted 4 petunias in one of the big pots on the back deck. I can look at it while I’m at the kitchen window, which is nice. That’s all I feel like doing today. Kinda fried my brain at work…
We have supped at Sonny’s. YUM! Life is good.
Well, that’s disappointing about the ‘cannons’. Iffen we can’t shoot 'em, what good are they? :mad:
When I had the retina partially detach in my right eye the doc gave me a shot of anesthetic just under my eye with a needle that looked to be 3" long so that he could inject a bubble of, IIRC, nitrogen directly into my eye. :eek: It was scary and painful.
Had lunch at City Club today where they talked about future housing needs in our fair city. Wifey has now gotten the idea of building a secondary housing unit, more commonly called a mother-in-law apartment, or dwelling, in our back yard to rent out.
Since this is a university town, rentals in this area generally do very well.
We’ll have to talk to the folks at the city about the legality of it all, but we may do it. It would sure help us a lot financially.
And I can build it myself. I may not be current on all the codes, but it’s nothing I can’t learn. I’ve done it before. I built my own house, (not this one) 35 years ago. And we’re only talking about something around 300 square feet.
{{{nettie}}}
Mooooom, if your convenience markets are anything like the ones around here, there are quite a few pick up/drop offs re carpools at those. Then again, advertising something free that you would be paying for anyway is a marketing tool, even for those who aren’t using it.
ruble, the meat cleaver in my kitchen is the one that my grandfather used out at the farm when they would butcher (he also butchered and sold meat on the black market during WWII). I just checked: it’s a Foster Brothers. I get it sharpened every few years (not a lot of use) and it works well, given that it’s likely at least 80 years old.
flytrap, I’ve done the eye shots for retinaopathy and the anticipation is the worst part.
The new neighbor behind me is becoming the new neighbor next door. It seems that there was an issue with the apartment she moved into a week ago and they’re moving her into the vacant one next to me. She’s about to pop with a baby and has a three year old who is fascinated with Nelson when I walk him. I’m trying to teach her how to approach a dog, as her mama seems to have her hands full. I just hope that they won’t be there much past a six month lease. Some of the things the mama has complained about tells me that she may be a problem neighbor, not to mention that 560 square feet isn’t big enough for three people.
Lady Eye Doctor: “Oh my, your eye is red!”
Me: “Your parents bought you books, and sent you to school, and that is your diagnosis?”
LED: “Looks like I’m going to have to fill this great big needle up with steroids, and poke it into your eye.”
LED: “You have to breath, Mr. Plant!”
Me: “noidon’t.”
Its all fun and game until someone loses an eye.
At that point it becomes freaking hilarious to everyone except the person with said eye.
(A wise saying of Dad’s I use at work a lot)
Ohhhhh, you could shoot them.
Once.
Just once.
Sort of like this trick.
Fosters and its related (at times) GLOEKLER is really great stuff. They rarely made their own; they contracted with an assortment of others and added their brand sometimes and rebranded other times. But like the “PGH STORE FIX & EQUIP CO” they turned out/sold some top-shelf stuff. Pittsburgh was actually pretty central for superior cutting instruments from the 1860s through the 1950s due to the availability of specialty steel.
Heatwave begins today. I left my car windows open, so the car won’t be roasting, but it will probably be full of pollen. So goes my life…
Happy Wednesday!