If every day is Friday but never Saturday, then won't you start to dread Friday? Kinda like it always being winter but never Christmas?
kewllll... so if someone promised me it would be done by next friday.....
If every day is Friday but never Saturday, then won't you start to dread Friday? Kinda like it always being winter but never Christmas?
Then you should have it tomorrow!kewllll... so if someone promised me it would be done by next friday.....![]()
Nah. Put it on the shelf in your living room,..... along with a Freddy mask and if anyone asks you, tell them "Yep. Those were some great times"...sigh nostalgically, but with a Clint glint in the eye.....I often thought of what my Grandfather remembered about his youth. He was born in 1890. Lived nearly 96 years. I thought, 96 years! He couldn't possibly remember anything he did as a kid. Well, I'm not close to 96 years old but I can still remember certain things in my childhood that are as vivid today as when they happened. I suspect my Grandpa remembered many things in his youth.
I kind of wished my saw looked like a conch shell. I could display it on a shelf and not look like a total idiot.
If every day is Friday but never Saturday, then won't you start to dread Friday? Kinda like it always being winter but never Christmas?
Nah. Put it on the shelf in your living room,..... along with a Freddy mask and if anyone asks you, tell them "Yep. Those were some great times"...sigh nostalgically, but with a Clint glint in the eye.....
somehow I managed to run over a 1/8" hex key and it bent into a "used staple" shape... put 2 holes in the tire rather close to each other... I tried to plug them but it didnt work too well... kept on having to add air every 1/2 hr..
its been one of themdayz...
Speaking of things you don't want to part with.. This was bought somewhere in the west on a vacation in the early to mid 60's I think. It has been around ever since. It spent time in my Mom's basement then my sister had it. And I don't know when but I ended up with it. We took a vacation almost every year of my youth. This I guess is my memory of those years...It has no makers marks or stamps so no way to know when or where it was made. And it doesn't matter because I always liked it. Still do..
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That’s a beautiful blue color! Is that blown glass?
Yep. We like these things and that’s all that matters.
What in the wide world of sports is that thing?Speaking of things you don't want to part with.. This was bought somewhere in the west on a vacation in the early to mid 60's I think. It has been around ever since. It spent time in my Mom's basement then my sister had it. And I don't know when but I ended up with it. We took a vacation almost every year of my youth. This I guess is my memory of those years...It has no makers marks or stamps so no way to know when or where it was made. And it doesn't matter because I always liked it. Still do..
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Not good.somehow I managed to run over a 1/8" hex key and it bent into a "used staple" shape... put 2 holes in the tire rather close to each other... I tried to plug them but it didnt work too well... kept on having to add air every 1/2 hr..
its been one of themdayz...
The thought of it scaring people did cross my mind.Nah. Put it on the shelf in your living room,..... along with a Freddy mask and if anyone asks you, tell them "Yep. Those were some great times"...sigh nostalgically, but with a Clint glint in the eye.....
One can have too many remembrance items. I mean, how much do we need? Most of us already have enough crap laying around. But there are just some items that represent too much to let go of. That saw represented the essence of my relationship with my dad. He was at his happiest when he was working and doing projects that I ended up involved in. He bought that saw to clear the lot that we built a house on. I did it all and became a lumberjack in quick order. Of course I wasn't as jacked up about working at age 14 as he was but after all these years I can clearly see how all that work shaped my entire life. That damn saw represents all the things my dad taught me. Not just how to do things but how to think about things. Throwing it out would be like saying it did not profoundly impact my life. That would be a lie.
welll.... 2 new tires and 300$ later... I ended up putting 90K miles on the back tires, the front ones still have a decent amount of tread left, so I think Ill go another 10-20K more miles on the fronts before I get them replaced ( which will be about 2-3 months)...![]()
Pingy, you gotta drag out that train set and get it running again. If for no other reason than to videotape it before putting it away again.My Dad passed away in 1979 and I can say he was my best friend. On my 6th Christmas he bought me a Lionel train set which was in 1954. I still have that entire train set and it still works. Well it worked before we moved down south. All the cars are packed away except the Engine which I boxed up and put in the closet. The whistle works which was on the coal car, the caboose will still light up and the milk car will still unload the milk cans when sitting over a special piece of track. 1954 had to be a good year for my dad as he bought a Winchester 94 32 special rifle. I still have that rifle in it's case and last year I had it cleaned and checked and took it to the range to fire it probably for the last time or until my kids decide to sell the train set and rifle. It doesn't really matter if they work or don't work it's the good memories they represent which will go on and on.
You beat me too it. Inquiring minds want to know.How on earth did you get 90k miles out of those tires?
Found picture I took of the engine a few years ago.Pingy, you gotta drag out that train set and get it running again. If for no other reason than to videotape it before putting it away again.![]()
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Dang sideways
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