Be careful out there now …
I Understand Y’All Have Run Into A Bit Of January
January 6 – Insurrection Day
Re-Post For ghostsniper
Besides, I like this photo.
My wife pretends she likes woodworking – and she’s not bad at it when she does it. We have an RV garage that now does service as a shop … full of tools; no lathe though. Trouble is, she doesn’t do much with it so its purpose has become more tool storage than tool use. She’s going to retire come summer; maybe she’ll get back into it when the boredom of retirement sets in …
Myself? I enjoy the idea of woodworking – took woodworking in shop class in high school … but I can’t pound a nail straight even with an airgun. My little kid brother now … he does high-end finish carpentry – high-end as in huge size and dollar mansions – and I’m amazed the quality work he turns out.
Anyway, there was a period when I was working in Virginia and she came out to visit. There was a wood-working show going on in Richmond. Being as Richmond wasn’t far, we went. I had a chance to get up close to this guy giving a demo on either the tools or the lathe – I don’t recall which – and took the opportunity to get this photo. Sometimes I make a mistake and get a good image.
When I posted the photo earlier as one of my “experiments” while setting up this site, ghostsniper posted a comment on his work. I took those posts down for various reasons but here’s this photo again – just for you ghost.
Now, no good comment goes unpunished – send me an article on your thoughts of woodworking via email for posting … 🙂
Sometimes I Still Feel Like A Rowdy 20 Year Old
… and it’s Saturday.
I could feel like heading into a hard-rock bar with $1 cover, cheap beer, and girls feeling the same way.
Then realize my body – and mind – couldn’t handle it anymore.
Nor could I probably handle being around 20yos that like $1 cover bars with cheap beer.
Or 20yo girls that feel the same way.
Sigh … but I still sometimes enjoy the music.
In my day and place at the time, that like as not often meant Ted Nugent practicing feedback.
Ya get what ya pay for …
Getting Around
A Much More Pleasant Thought
Here We Continue On
I was going to put up something cheery and uplifting today.
Then yesterday happened.
2025 to 2024: “Hold my beer!“
Sigh …
Maybe later.
Thoughts On New Year Day
A month from now, Gerard’s work will be gone forever. Enjoy the Archives while you may.
And bless Neo for her work in keeping his spirit and works alive as long as she did.
I still miss Ol’ Remus’ works; soon American Digest goes on the list as well.
Damn! Can’t get through a celebration without some crazy going crazy. Not going to be able to say anything even close to pleasant or family-friendly other than may God rest the souls of those wanting nothing more than to celebrate in NO.
We hadn’t had any significant snow since last winter. A light dusting a month or so ago but that was gone shortly after falling. Set a new record for latest snowfall. But it started last night just past midnight and is still coming down as I write this. Weather site says it will continue until tomorrow morning.
May you all have a happy 2025 and may America rise once again from the flames of “them”.
A Happy Tune For a Happy New Year
New Year: A Dialogue
Something different than Auld Lang Syne
Found in what must have been my great-grandmother’s belongings.
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox circa 1909
Mortal:
“The night is cold, the hour is late, the world is bleak and drear;
Who is it knocking at my door?“
The New Year:
“I am Good Cheer.“
Mortal:
“Your voice is strange; I know you not; in shadows dark I grope.
What seek you here?“
The New Year:
“Friend, let me in; my name is Hope.“
Mortal:
“And mine is Failure; you but mock the life you seek to bless. Pass on.“
The New Year:
“Nay, open wide the door; I am Success.“
Mortal:
“But I am ill and spent with pain; too late has come your wealth. I cannot use it.“
The New Year:
“Listen, friend; I am Good Health.“
Mortal:
“Now, wide I fling my door. Come in, and your fair statements prove.“
The New Year:
“But you must open, too, your heart, for I am Love.“