Scrap wood, snakes, beer cans and justice...
Walt Akers
backup tools), but, in the end, a rose by any other name takes up
just as much room in your workshop. What starts out as a petite nest
of cut-offs peacefully co-existing in an unused corner of your workshop
must invariably grow - and grow - and grow, until they begin to
threaten the security of your tablesaw, workbench and neighboring
countries...
As woodworkers, we view the scrap heap as a symbol of our prowess - a
reminder of the great things that we have built and the foundation of
even greater things yet to come. We'll lean on it, shape it, mold it,
pluck choice morsals from it... but never, under no circumstances, will
we discard it... it would be like losing a child.
Wives, on the other hand, take a different view of things. They look at
the woodpile with a degree of reserved detachment. They may consider it
a nuisance or an eyesore, but as long as they can get around it without
risking (major) injury, they'll tolerate it with a minimum of fuss ---
But just let ONE snake crawl out from under it...
I was first alerted to the 'situation' (as it came to be known) last
Saturday morning while my lovely wife, Helga, was sitting on the shop
steps enjoying her morning cigar. There was a brief, but thought
provoking shriek, followed by a gasp and heavy footsteps. I looked up
from enjoying my morning cup of coffee with Norm to see her pause briefly
at the knife rack, only to turn and run up stairs... she emerged moments
later with the shotgun. This had become more interesting than Norm's
'whirligig' project...
I followed her out the back door, where she had leveled the 12 gauge at
the base of the tablesaw... I shrieked and then gasped... Helga had become
a five and a half foot tall version of Arnold Schwaretzeneger - complete
with the original accent.
"He ran under there!"
"What - a mouse?"
"No... it was a sssssnake!"
Helga despises snakes - and she behaves accordingly. After a truncated
(but tense) hostage negotiation, I disarmed her and she ran inside to
defend the children. Knowing that all of the local serpents are
non-poisonous, I rolled the tablesaw aside and liberated the beast in
question - a three foot long black snake. A few moments later, and he was
over the fence and into the neighbor's yard. Traditionally being late
risers, I assumed they wouldn't be bothered by the retile as long
as he left by noon.
I swaggered inside --- the intrepid defender of both house and shop...
man at his very finest hour...
"That CRAP has got to GO! TODAY!!!"
"What - the snake? He's gone."
"NOOOOO! All of that #%@*^ JUNK that you've been piling up for two years!"
Any of you who have been married longer than 45 minutes know that HOW
a woman says something is much more important than what she actually
says... Helga is no different. In her mind, what had once been an
inoccuous heap of scrap lumber had, in those brief moments, transformed
into a writhing, slithering nest of death adders. There was nothing I
could say to change her mind --- I resigned myself to a weekend at the
municipal dump.
Before I continue, allow me to say that I envy any of you who have a
pickup truck... Being a family with two working parents, two small
children and a big dog, no automobile smaller than the Titantic will
satisfy our needs and still comply with state laws. As I opened the
garage door, it quickly became obvious (even to my wife's untrained eye)
that there was more 'junk' than could be carried in the back of my
station wagon... And still, "That CRAP had to GO! TODAY!!!"
I decided to borrow my brother John's pickup...
Now, John is a full-time bail bondsman and a part-time carpenter... With
a schedule that is replete with late-night runs to the local jail to
liberate (alledged) criminals, it was understandable that automobile
maintenance was not one of his primary concerns.
His little truck looked like a rental car from the Beirut Airport. With
the benefit of favorable winds, this vehicle was capable of almost
reaching freeway speeds... I considered this a safety feature -
offsetting the fact that the brakes only worked on one side. The joints
in the side view mirrors had long since gone slack, so if you wanted
to see who was beside you it was necessary to reach out the window and
hold the mirror at the proper angle... This was similar to the technique
that his clients used to see new inmates as they were being brought onto
the cell-block.
Now, most sensible men would have been inclined to wait until more
reliable transportation was available, but hey --- "That CRAP had to GO!
TODAY!!!"
After several hours of back-breaking labor (with Helga carefully observing
through the screen door) the 'junk' was loaded. Sticks and scraps
burgeoned from the truck bed, dangled over the sides and drooped down to
almost reach the ground. The little truck was reminiscent of a burro that
was laden for a long trip into the Grand Canyon --- a seventy year old,
half-blind burro with a hang-nail and a case of hemeroids... I drove off
into an uncertain destiny...
The rolling junk heap thundered down the road at a blistering 15 miles per
hour as I held the side mirror, keeping a constant vigil for the speeding,
hellcat drivers who considered their time more valuable than mine... People
who were spending their Saturday doing something they enjoyed --- how I
loathed them.
It was an eternity later when I arrived at the dump. Being a conscientuous
driver, I dropped the side mirror for only a moment while I signalled to
make my turn into the facility... A quick lane change later and the sound
of all hell breaking loose emerged from behind me... I stood on the brakes
with both feet and the car rolled to a gradual halt.
I stuck my head out the window to observe the chaos...
The culprit was a 1970s El Camino that had lost its payload of aluminum
cans (all over the road) while trying to enter the recycling facility...
It was obvious (to me) that this was just another one of those demon
possessed, lead-footed drivers who had tried to take the turn too fast.
In typical old man fashion, I raised my hand to my mouth giving the
international signal for, "How much have you had to drink?" He returned
a different universal gesture, indicating that he'd only had 'one'. I
doubted that --- but, I continued on my way.
Removing the scrap lumber from the truck was much easier than loading it,
I imagine this is because the back of the truck bed had sagged down to
almost touch the ground. When I opened the tail-gate, the 'junk'
practically unloaded itself. I had to be cautious not to inadvertently
discard anything that was part of the truck. After the last few pieces of
scrap were jettisoned over the side, I quickly swept down the bed and I was
ready to go... It was then that the El Camino pulled in behind me... like
MacArthur, he had returned...
Only common decency prevents me from describing the stinging hail of
profanity that filled the air as he emerged from the car... His tirade
was only interrupted briefly as he grabbed the aluminum cans that
continued to fall to the ground and stuffed them back in the car
window... It was obvious that this man was not just a drunk - he was
a 'mean' drunk.
For a moment, I wished I had brought the shotgun --- or the snake...
As I said earlier, I don't spend much time at the Municipal Dump - but,
I have to assume that this sort of thing happens fairly frequently. I
only say that because no sooner than the festivities had begun, a member
of our County Sheriff's Department emerged from the "Dump Lord's"
trailer and began to size up the situation... By this time, the El Camino
driver's eyes were red with rage and he roared incomprehensibly for
several minutes - punctuating each statement by slamming his hand down
on the hood of the car. I was speachless...
Fortunately, as with any hurricane, he eventually ran out of wind and
threw open his car door to leave... the empty cans tumbled to the ground
around him.
This gave the Uniformed Representative pause...
"Have you been drinking, Sir?" For the first time that afternoon, the El
Camino driver was without response --- Having been mum up until that point,
I decided to help him... "He told me he'd only had one..." and with that
I jumped into the truck and headed home, not waiting for the 'tests of
manual dexteriy' and the 'breath-a-lyzer' that had become --- inevitable.
Oh sure, I probably didn't make any new friends that day... but, I did
clear out the garage, eliminate a 'nest of snakes', satisfy my wife and
maybe - just maybe - I made the road a safer place for all of us...
Walt
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Jim Mc Namara
next time you go to the dump, take Helga. I visualized my Bev at 5'-0" tall
and all of 120 pounds with a 12 ga. in hand and with *me* attempting to talk
her out of her frame of mind! I would have lost the table saw! LOL!
Walt Akers wrote in message:
> Junk... You can call it something else (spare trimmings, scrap lumber,
> backup tools), but, in the end, a rose by any other name takes up
> just as much room in your workshop. <much and major fantastic snippage!>
George
myself. Daughter's shriek was audible through muffs and chainsaw as a four
to five foot gopher snake beat a quick retreat from daughter into said stack
yesterday. Guess I'm going to have to move it into the garage a bit earlier
than I planned....
Walt Akers <ak...@jlab.org> wrote in message
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Paul T. Radovanic
hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!!!!!!!
Ahhhhhhh, Walt!
That was good enough to remind me of the halcyon days of the wreck!
Well done!
Thank you!
I laughed so hard a tear ran
down my leg.
Paul Rad
On Mon, 10 Jul 2000, Walt Akers <ak...@jlab.org> wrote:
> In typical old man fashion, I raised my hand to my mouth giving the
> international signal for, "How much have you had to drink?" He returned
> a different universal gesture, indicating that he'd only had 'one'. I
> doubted that --- but, I continued on my way.
>
> This gave the Uniformed Representative pause...
>
> "Have you been drinking, Sir?" For the first time that afternoon, the El
> Camino driver was without response --- Having been mum up until that point,
> I decided to help him... "He told me he'd only had one..." and with that
> I jumped into the truck and headed home.....
Walt Akers
"Paul T. Radovanic" wrote:
>
> I laughed so hard a tear ran
> down my leg.
>
> Paul Rad
>
That's kind of you Paul... stop, before you make me blush...
Walt
>
> On Mon, 10 Jul 2000, Walt Akers <ak...@jlab.org> wrote:
>
> > In typical old man fashion, I raised my hand to my mouth giving the
> > international signal for, "How much have you had to drink?" He returned
> > a different universal gesture, indicating that he'd only had 'one'. I
> > doubted that --- but, I continued on my way.
> >
> > This gave the Uniformed Representative pause...
> >
> > "Have you been drinking, Sir?" For the first time that afternoon, the El
> > Camino driver was without response --- Having been mum up until that point,
> > I decided to help him... "He told me he'd only had one..." and with that
> > I jumped into the truck and headed home.....
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Al Bien (no spam)
Walt, you have to do one like this each
week. Please......................
Have a GREAT DAY~~ al
Beej
this up and sending to Readers Digest? They probably would send you a few dollars.
Later,
Beej
Walt Akers wrote:
> Junk... You can call it something else (spare trimmings, scrap lumber,
> backup tools), but, in the end, a rose by any other name takes up
> just as much room in your workshop. What starts out as a petite nest
> of cut-offs peacefully co-existing in an unused corner of your workshop
> must invariably grow - and grow - and grow, until they begin to
> threaten the security of your tablesaw, workbench and neighboring
> countries...
>
>
--
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"Fear accompanies the possibility of death, calm shepherds its certainty."
--D'agoe to John Crichton
I AM THE NRA!!
Aslam Hassan
> [wonderful piece of composition snipped]
A master at woodworking and at writing...what a talent!!!
Thanks for sharing both with us.
Aslam
Anasazi Bob
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"Walt Akers" <ak...@jlab.org> wrote in message
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JollyMann
Jolly Martin
Duggie88
see what story developes. Thanks for sharing.
Jeff
Walt Akers
I like writing, but I hate selling --- Reader's Digest will have to come to me...
Walt
Beej wrote:
> Way to go, Walt. Thanks for the belly laugh. I needed it! Ever thought about writing
> this up and sending to Readers Digest? They probably would send you a few dollars.
> Later,
> Beej
>
> Walt Akers wrote:
>
> > Junk... You can call it something else (spare trimmings, scrap lumber,
> > backup tools), but, in the end, a rose by any other name takes up
> > just as much room in your workshop. What starts out as a petite nest
> > of cut-offs peacefully co-existing in an unused corner of your workshop
> > must invariably grow - and grow - and grow, until they begin to
> > threaten the security of your tablesaw, workbench and neighboring
> > countries...
> >
> >
>
> --
> Real Mail zathras1 at mindspring dot com
> "Fear accompanies the possibility of death, calm shepherds its certainty."
> --D'agoe to John Crichton
> I AM THE NRA!!
--
Lee DeRaud
[snip of hilarious story]
> Before I continue, allow me to say that I envy any of you who have a
> pickup truck... Being a family with two working parents, two small
> children and a big dog, no automobile smaller than the Titantic will
> satisfy our needs and still comply with state laws. As I opened the
> garage door, it quickly became obvious (even to my wife's untrained eye)
> that there was more 'junk' than could be carried in the back of my
> station wagon... And still, "That CRAP had to GO! TODAY!!!"
Regarding the lack of haulage capacity, I've often wondered what would
happen if I got one of the $20 HD rental trucks (which are truly huge,
at least by my standards), drove it away empty, and returned it an
hour later *full* of the scraps and free-range spiders that currently
inhabit the south wall of my garage. The look on the drones' faces
might be worth whatever additional "cleaning" fees they charged me :-)
Lee
fis...@ccpl.carr.lib.md.us
> maybe - just maybe - I made the road a safer place for all of
us...
>
> Walt
>
> --
> =============================================================
> Walt Akers E-Mail: ak...@jlab.org
> =============================================================
>
Walt,
Brought about gales of laughter as well as a nostalgic tear to my eye.
I can only say that if this had happened several years ago, I would have
been the owner of the truck that your brother sold. I don't know how
many times my kids accompanied me to the county country club, I mean
landfill, so that I would have company on the walk home if the officials
insisted that the truck remain as part of the recycling effort.
However, the rolling wreck, affectionatly referred to as the "Chariot of
Death", is now in the hands of some non-profit group which specializes
cannibalizing several such vehicles to make one adequate one.
EdF.
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Larry Jaques
<pau...@concentric.net> wrote:
>
>hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!!!!!!!
>
>Ahhhhhhh, Walt!
>
>That was good enough to remind me of the halcyon days of the wreck!
>
>Well done!
>
>Thank you!
Yessiree, I'd like to echo those sentiments. Well done, indeed.
>I laughed so hard a tear ran
>down my leg.
You've got eyes...nevermindIdon'twannaknow.
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John Huffman
But what a sacrifice. I can't imagine parting with my scrap heap. I'd
better check for snakes right away, I wouldn't want to have to choose
between my beloved scraps and SWMBO.
"Walt Akers" <ak...@jlab.org> wrote in message
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charlie b
thanks, I needed that.
Mark & Juanita
John Huffman wrote:
> I loved it!
>
> But what a sacrifice. I can't imagine parting with my scrap heap. I'd
> better check for snakes right away, I wouldn't want to have to choose
> between my beloved scraps and SWMBO.
>
Walt, great story!
But I'm afraid if it was me here in AZ, I'd be loading the shotgun (course
rattler's are a little different than gopher snakes). Let's just say it's bad
enough finding BlackWidows and/or scorpions in the shop. First rattler in the
shop will probably result in a large shotgun-generated hole in one of the walls
(hopefully the one I'm planning to build the dust collector closet next to :-) )
Wile E. Coyote
wrote:
>
>
>John Huffman wrote:
>
>> I loved it!
>>
>> But what a sacrifice. I can't imagine parting with my scrap heap. I'd
>> better check for snakes right away, I wouldn't want to have to choose
>> between my beloved scraps and SWMBO.
>>
>
> Walt, great story!
>
> But I'm afraid if it was me here in AZ, I'd be loading the shotgun (course
>rattler's are a little different than gopher snakes). Let's just say it's bad
>enough finding BlackWidows and/or scorpions in the shop. First rattler in the
>shop will probably result in a large shotgun-generated hole in one of the walls
>(hopefully the one I'm planning to build the dust collector closet next to :-) )
>
I wonder if the Orkin people can fumigate for rattlesnakes.
I think the discovery of a rattlesnake among my offcuts would cause my
wife to *immediately* place our home up for sale.
I on the other hand, would buy/borrow/rent a mongoose to cure the
problem. That'd be sure to provide suitable entertainment.
Lee DeRaud
wrote:
>I wonder if the Orkin people can fumigate for rattlesnakes.
>
>I think the discovery of a rattlesnake among my offcuts would cause my
>wife to *immediately* place our home up for sale.
>
>I on the other hand, would buy/borrow/rent a mongoose to cure the
>problem. That'd be sure to provide suitable entertainment.
For about 15 minutes...which is how long it will take a decent size
rattlesnake to swallow a mongoose. There's about an order of magnitude
difference in striking speed between a cobra and a rattlesnake: a
mongoose has about as much chance against a big rattler as you do
against the Roadrunner :-)
Lee
Charles Self
>I think the discovery of a rattlesnake among my offcuts would cause my
>wife to *immediately* place our home up for sale.
>
>I on the other hand, would buy/borrow/rent a mongoose to cure the
>problem. That'd be sure to provide suitable entertainment.
>
Man, you'd hate living around here--or your wife would. We really don't have
many rattlers, but we make up with cottonmouths.
Easiest way to control them: Black snakes. Second easiest is a 16 gauge with
#6 shot.
Charlie Self
Word Worker
Bob Filipczak
talent there. I've called you the Dave Barry of the Woodworking world
once and I'll say it again. You make me say "I wish I'd written that"
every time I see one of your posts.
--
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http://www.woodworkersjournal.com/ezine/subscribe.cfm
Walt Akers
charl...@aol.com (Charles Self) wrote:
> lazarus writes:
> Man, you'd hate living around here--or your wife would. We really
> don't have many rattlers, but we make up with cottonmouths.
>
> Easiest way to control them: Black snakes.
>
You see... that's just what I told my neighbor when he called me
over to his house yesterday to kill a rough black snake (who knows
where THAT came from) --- but, hey, he wasn't buying it either.
>
> Second easiest is a 16 gauge with #6 shot.
>
> Charlie Self
> Word Worker
>
They tell me that Guinea Hens do a first class job of keeping
down the snake population... but, I don't think my neighbors would
appreciate the chickens anymore than they do the snakes...
Walt
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Walt Akers
Bob Filipczak <bfil...@woodworkersjournal.com> wrote:
> I must agree with the others Walt. You've got a scrap heap of writing
> talent there. I've called you the Dave Barry of the Woodworking world
> once and I'll say it again. You make me say "I wish I'd written that"
> every time I see one of your posts.
> --
> Online Editor, Woodworker's Journal
> http://www.woodworkersjournal.com/ezine/subscribe.cfm
>
Oh - stop toying with me, Bob... If you really cared for me
you'd take me away from this life of 'pretending to work' while I
actually write, to a life of 'pretending to write' while I actually
do something else...
Walt - Variety is the spice of life...
Lee DeRaud
>lazarus writes:
>
>>I think the discovery of a rattlesnake among my offcuts would cause my
>>wife to *immediately* place our home up for sale.
>
>Man, you'd hate living around here--or your wife would. We really don't have
>many rattlers, but we make up with cottonmouths.
Flinch. You've reminded me of some time I spent in the Orlando area...
a friend with a boat conned me into trying waterskiing for the first
time on one of the local lakes (aka "swamp"). Between the logs with
teeth and the sticks that wiggled, I did *not* have a good time in the
water :-)
Lee
Charles Self
>> Easiest way to control them: Black snakes.
>>
>
> You see... that's just what I told my neighbor when he called me
>over to his house yesterday to kill a rough black snake (who knows
>where THAT came from) --- but, hey, he wasn't buying it either.
Buy it or not, poisonous snakes tend to stay away from areas heavily populated
by black snakes. May have something to do with size--most of the black snakes
around here are 6' plus, while the copperheads and cottonmouths tend to be 4'.
No idea if the snake venom affects non-poisonous snakes.
I just wish the suckers would eat more of the rabbits. We're overrun with
those nasty little bastards this year. Time for the shotgun.
Also more deer than I've seen in 13 years. Can't even walk up for the paper at
5 a.m. without scaring one up, usually 2-3. There go the fruit trees.
Charlie Self
Word Worker
wdy...@nospam.ix.netcom.com
On Tue, 11 Jul 2000 13:48:54 GMT, lee.d...@boeing.com (Lee DeRaud)
wrote:
>On Mon, 10 Jul 2000 17:14:03 -0400, Walt Akers <ak...@jlab.org> wrote:
>[snip of hilarious story]
>> Before I continue, allow me to say that I envy any of you who have a
>> pickup truck... Being a family with two working parents, two small
>> children and a big dog, no automobile smaller than the Titantic will
>> satisfy our needs and still comply with state laws. As I opened the
>> garage door, it quickly became obvious (even to my wife's untrained eye)
>> that there was more 'junk' than could be carried in the back of my
>> station wagon... And still, "That CRAP had to GO! TODAY!!!"
Alan Van Art
While my yard, too, has been infested with rabbits, and deer are more
plentiful than they've been in many years past, our rural community is
having a big problem with black bears this year. There have been oodles of
reports of bear sightings, and even several cases of bears attacking (and in
some cases killing and eating) pets and (small) livestock. The most
notorious example is the guy who lost a goat to a bear.
Charles Self wrote in message
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Walt Akers writes:
I just wish the suckers would eat more of the rabbits. We're overrun with
those nasty little bastards this year. Time for the shotgun.
Also more deer than I've seen in 13 years. Can't even walk up for the paper
at
5 a.m. without scaring one up, usually 2-3. There go the fruit trees.
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black bears this year. There have been oodles of reports of bear sightings, and
even several cases of bears attacking (and in some cases killing and eating)
pets and (small) livestock. The most notorious example is the guy who lost a
goat to a bear."
The black bear situation became a little less "cute" last month in the
Smokies of Tennessee. I checked the story out with a Ranger, and it is true
that they had, for the first time, an unprovoked, stalking then killing of a
woman in a public camping area there. She had done all the anti-bear
things....food in a sack hung in a tree, no food in the tent, etc. etc. etc.
Then while I was there I went thru Cades Cove, and saw a line of cars stopped
while 10-12 morons with cameras chased a 500 pound bear through a hip-deep
hayfield. One guy even ran ahead across the field to "surprise the bear" when
he got to the fence row. Fortunately, the bear beat him to the fence.
Otherwise, we'd likely have seen on one of those "incredible TV" shows a
picture of a bear, then a bear's head, then nothing but bear tongue and
teeth....
Those black bears are cute, look like Smoky, and can kill you with one
swipe of a paw. Take care.
Oh yes...about WW....they climb trees.
RF Coleman
David F. Eisan
Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls to
a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail in
the woods with her Walkman on and by herself (both serious no-no's). She
was found with a single bite mark in the back of her neck. All evidence
points to her never knowing what hit her.
Thanks,
David.
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wrote:
>>I on the other hand, would buy/borrow/rent a mongoose to cure the
>>problem. That'd be sure to provide suitable entertainment.
>
>For about 15 minutes...which is how long it will take a decent size
>rattlesnake to swallow a mongoose. There's about an order of magnitude
>difference in striking speed between a cobra and a rattlesnake: a
>mongoose has about as much chance against a big rattler as you do
>against the Roadrunner :-)
>
>Lee
So rattlesnakes are faster than cobras. I'm disappointed. So I guess
my dachshund doesn't have a chance either.
Mark & Juanita
"David F. Eisan" wrote:
> Hello all,
>
> Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls to
> a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail in
> the woods with her Walkman on and by herself (both serious no-no's). She
> was found with a single bite mark in the back of her neck. All evidence
> points to her never knowing what hit her.
>
> Thanks,
>
> David.
>
Wow, Canada actually sponsors a biathalon entrant in the Olympics? Do
they know that biathletes use (looks both ways, whispers) guns? I thought
Canada was deathly afraid of guns. On our recent trip to BC, when crossing
the border, I got asked 6 ways from Sunday if I had a firearm, a gun, or any
ammunition in my vehicle. After about the 4'th identical question I just
barely stopped myself from answering, "Nope, no guns or firearms, but are
you interested in the crate of Rocky Mountain Pine beetles that I have in
the back?" -- Yes, I restrained myself. Coming back across to the US, we
seem to be much more concerned about things that might have a significant
devastating impact upon agricultural or forest industries (didn't get any
questions on this trip, but coming up from Mexico, the immigration officials
are very careful about that sort of stuff). Also noted while in Canada that
they are getting ready to go after the long arms next. All Canadian gun
owners must register to become registered firearms owners by October, they
don't have to register individual guns, but do have to show the registration
to purchase ammunition. I'm sure they don't plan to record what caliber of
ammunition "registered" owners are buying, so that they can gather the right
caliber gun from the right owners when the confiscation measure is passed.
It is too bad regarding the bear attack, we did quite a bit of hiking in
some very beautiful forested areas and did run across a tree (obww content)
that looked to have been clawed by a bear.
Roy F. Gordon Jr.
Not only faster, but rattlers can strike in any direction, including
straight up.
The example I was shown was to kneel beside a table and anchor your
shoulder to the table top.
You can move your hand in almost any direction. Then anchor both your
shoulder and elbow.
That's the difference between rattlers and cobras.
Roy
Rob Weaver
year, or *lost* like she's deceased? And where did this happen
(approximation is fine)
[shiver]
Rob Weaver
"David F. Eisan" wrote:
>
> Hello all,
>
> Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls to
> a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail in
> the woods with her Walkman on and by herself (both serious no-no's). She
> was found with a single bite mark in the back of her neck. All evidence
> points to her never knowing what hit her.
>
> Thanks,
>
> David.
>
Rob Weaver
>
> So rattlesnakes are faster than cobras. I'm disappointed. So I guess
> my dachshund doesn't have a chance either.
Sure it does, as bait. <G>
ObWW, nah
I'm KIDDING W.E.
All the best,
Rob Weaver
Larry Jaques
wrote:
>Hello all,
>
>Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls to
>a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail in
That's a real bummer, David. But...
>the woods with her Walkman on and by herself (both serious no-no's). She
Proof that Sony KILLS!
>was found with a single bite mark in the back of her neck. All evidence
>points to her never knowing what hit her.
Too bad it wasn't me behind her. She'd have had a snaky li'l lick and
a nibble instead.
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books by Edwin Wyatt, _Puzzles in Wood_ and _Wonders in Wood_ that I have
found useful in making puzzles from my scrap pile wood. I give one of the
simplier 3-D puzzles to visitors(takes about 30 minutes work to produce.)
These are not the ordinary jigsaw puzzles that you see in the
artsey-craftsee books.
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"David F. Eisan" <dfe...@home.com> wrote:
> Hello all,
>
> Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls
to
> a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail
in
Two words: Bear bells. SWMBO is from Canookieland (Alberta) and she
taught me the first time we went hiking together up there, that you wear
bells and make noise when you're hiking in bear country.
ObWW -- Last time we were in Canada (Emerald Lake, near Field, BC),
the lodge at the place where we stayed was built out of huge beams that
were held together with what look like giant half dovetail/mortise
joints. Way cool.
Chuck Vance
Waterworks International Corporation
> taught me the first time we went hiking together up there, that you wear
> bells and make noise when you're hiking in bear country.
>
> ObWW -- Last time we were in Canada (Emerald Lake, near Field, BC),
> the lodge at the place where we stayed was built out of huge beams that
> were held together with what look like giant half dovetail/mortise
> joints. Way cool.
>
Read this one; your life may depend on it.
In light of the rising frequency of human/grizzly bear conflicts, the
Missouri Department of Fishing and Gaming is advising hikers, hunters, and
fishermen
to take extra precautions and keep alert of bears while in the field. The
department has posted the following notice:
We advise that outdoorsmen wear noisy little bells on their clothing so
as not to startle any bears. We also advise outdoorsmen to carry pepper
spray with them in case of an encounter with a bear.
It is also a good idea to watch out for fresh signs of bear activity.
Outdoorsmen should recognize the difference between black bear and
grizzly bear feces. Black bear feces is smaller and contains lots of
berries and squirrel fur. Grizzly bear feces has little bells in it and
smells like pepper.
Ken McNair
Conan the Librarian wrote:
> In article <xTpb5.161399$7o1.4...@news2.rdc1.on.home.com>,
> "David F. Eisan" <dfe...@home.com> wrote:
> > Hello all,
> >
> > Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls
> to
> > a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail
> in
> > the woods with her Walkman on and by herself (both serious no-no's).
>
> Two words: Bear bells. SWMBO is from Canookieland (Alberta) and she
> taught me the first time we went hiking together up there, that you wear
> bells and make noise when you're hiking in bear country.
Bells work in areas where there are few humans, but in busy areas,
they tend to attract them. Think "dinner gong".
BTW: how can you tell grizzly bear scat from black bear scat ?
Grizzly bear scat has little bells in it.
ObWW: hereabouts beech trees often have claw marks on the bark
where black bears have climbed up to get the nuts.
Grrrrrrrr!
>
>
> ObWW -- Last time we were in Canada (Emerald Lake, near Field, BC),
> the lodge at the place where we stayed was built out of huge beams that
> were held together with what look like giant half dovetail/mortise
> joints. Way cool.
>
> Chuck Vance
Conan the Librarian
Ken McNair <kmc...@crosskeys.com> wrote:
> Bells work in areas where there are few humans, but in busy areas,
> they tend to attract them. Think "dinner gong".
> BTW: how can you tell grizzly bear scat from black bear scat ?
> Grizzly bear scat has little bells in it.
Hmmmm ... you're the second person to say that. I'll have to tell
SWMBO so she can inform her dad that he's been wrong all these years.
:-}
Anyhow, at least he hasn't lost any family members, and living a good
part of his life in and around the Crowsnest Pass (little town in the
mountains of western Alberta, Jeff and everyone else), I'm sure they
would have run across some bears.
Lee DeRaud
wrote:
>On Wed, 12 Jul 2000 16:56:37 GMT, lee.d...@boeing.com (Lee DeRaud)
>wrote:
>
>>>I on the other hand, would buy/borrow/rent a mongoose to cure the
>>>problem. That'd be sure to provide suitable entertainment.
>>
>>For about 15 minutes...which is how long it will take a decent size
>>rattlesnake to swallow a mongoose. There's about an order of magnitude
>>difference in striking speed between a cobra and a rattlesnake: a
>>mongoose has about as much chance against a big rattler as you do
>>against the Roadrunner :-)
>>
>>Lee
>
>So rattlesnakes are faster than cobras. I'm disappointed. So I guess
>my dachshund doesn't have a chance either.
Against what, the snake or the Roadrunner?
:-)
Lee
Ken Muldrew
>In article <xTpb5.161399$7o1.4...@news2.rdc1.on.home.com>,
> "David F. Eisan" <dfe...@home.com> wrote:
>> Hello all,
>>
>> Here in Canada we just lost one of our best Olympic Biathlon hopefuls
>to
>> a bear attack. She was training (running) on a marked training trail
>in
>> the woods with her Walkman on and by herself (both serious no-no's).
Running alone is a no-no? Reminds me of the old joke. Two hikers are
on the trail when they see that they are between a grizzly and her
cubs. One of the hikers drops to the ground, pulls running shoes out
of his pack and starts taking off his hiking boots. The other hiker
says, "Are you crazy, you can't outrun a bear by wearing running
shoes". The first hiker responds, "I don't have to outrun the bear, I
just have to outrun you".
> Two words: Bear bells. SWMBO is from Canookieland (Alberta) and she
>taught me the first time we went hiking together up there, that you wear
>bells and make noise when you're hiking in bear country.
Good Lord! It's hard enough to see bears in the backcountry without
going out of your way to make an ungodly racket. Seeing a bear in the
wilderness is one of life's supreme treats. Most of my too-close
encounters have been while running into the wind, especially going
over the hump of a hill. While walking, the only time I've ever been
too close was when an enormous black bear liked the smell of my lunch.
A friend and I were returning from a climb and all of a sudden his dog
is right at his side. He looks down and says that there's a bear close
by. We turn around and here is this *monster* about 5 feet behind us,
just lazily following us down the trail. He stopped and looked
embarrassed when we saw him; we picked up our pace slightly until we
got around a bend and then shinned it for all we were worth. As Aldo
Leopold once said, "It is poor life that knows freedom from fear".
Ken Muldrew
kmul...@acs.ucalgary.ca
Ken Muldrew
>Bells work in areas where there are few humans, but in busy areas,
>they tend to attract them. Think "dinner gong".
>BTW: how can you tell grizzly bear scat from black bear scat ?
>Grizzly bear scat has little bells in it.
Of course this is a joke, but just in case anyone not familiar with
bears takes it the wrong way, grizzly bears don't eat people (though
polar bears do, so I wouldn't wear a bell in the arctic).
Ken Muldrew
kmul...@acs.ucalgary.ca
Conan the Librarian
kmul...@acs.ucalgary.ca (Ken Muldrew) wrote:
> Good Lord! It's hard enough to see bears in the backcountry without
> going out of your way to make an ungodly racket. Seeing a bear in the
> wilderness is one of life's supreme treats.
As long as it's at a good distance, thanks. :-)
> As Aldo
> Leopold once said, "It is poor life that knows freedom from fear".
Actually, it's fear that makes me want to keep my distance.
ObWW -- I think of it like a routah. I don't have to actually cut
off a finger to know that I don't want to do it. :-)
David F. Eisan
> David - are you talking *lost*, like she's out of the competition this
> year, or *lost* like she's deceased? And where did this happen
> (approximation is fine)
Lost, as in deceased.
Quebec.
Ken Muldrew
> ObWW -- I think of it like a routah. I don't have to actually cut
>off a finger to know that I don't want to do it. :-)
But after a few close shaves, don't you appreciate hand work so much
more? As a hobbyist, the enjoyment is primary, hence a routah should
be seen as an *enhancer* of the hand-tool experience rather than a
screaming harbinger of amputation.
Yeah, that's it...I don't use my routah because I'm too lazy and
unskilled to make moulding planes, it's because it makes the
subsequent hand-tool use so much more enjoyable. ;-)
Ken Muldrew
kmul...@acs.ucalgary.ca
sto...@storm.ca
been chased in the area by a bear according to news reports and
warnings were given. Black bear sightings are very common this year as
the berry crop fell on it's behind from too much rain and the bears
are seeking other food sources.
Black bears are exceedingly curious. I've seen several cross a human
scent trail and immediately change their path to follow it.they
usually change direction again on spotting a human though. I've had
this happen twice while deer hunting
On Fri, 14 Jul 2000 08:16:19 -0500, "Waterworks International
Corporation" <wic...@swbell.net> wrote:
> Two words: Bear bells. SWMBO is from Canookieland (Alberta) and she
> taught me the first time we went hiking together up there, that you wear
> bells and make noise when you're hiking in bear country.
>
> ObWW -- Last time we were in Canada (Emerald Lake, near Field, BC),
> the lodge at the place where we stayed was built out of huge beams that
> were held together with what look like giant half dovetail/mortise
> joints. Way cool.
>
Conan the Librarian
kmul...@acs.ucalgary.ca (Ken Muldrew) wrote:
> Conan the Librarian <chuck...@my-deja.com> wrote:
>
> > ObWW -- I think of it like a routah. I don't have to actually cut
> >off a finger to know that I don't want to do it. :-)
>
> But after a few close shaves, don't you appreciate hand work so much
> more? As a hobbyist, the enjoyment is primary, hence a routah should
> be seen as an *enhancer* of the hand-tool experience rather than a
> screaming harbinger of amputation.
"Screaming harbinger of amputation" ... gawd, what a great phrase.
It would make a nice name for a musical group, too. I'm thinking late
70's punk. :-)
I don't know that I've had what I'd call a close shave with my
routah. I have such a healthy respect for it that I am extremely
careful whenever I pick it up. I have a little mental checklist that I
go through before it ever gets switched on (heck, before it gets plugged
in).
> Yeah, that's it...I don't use my routah because I'm too lazy and
> unskilled to make moulding planes, it's because it makes the
> subsequent hand-tool use so much more enjoyable. ;-)
I know what you mean. :-) I still use it sometimes for dadoing
('cause I'm still not totally confident using my wooden planes), and I
admit that it does great for roundingovah, but every time I set it aside
I think "OK, that's out of the way, now back to the fun stuff".
Wile E. Coyote
wrote:
>>So rattlesnakes are faster than cobras. I'm disappointed. So I guess
>>my dachshund doesn't have a chance either.
>
>Against what, the snake or the Roadrunner?
>:-)
>
>Lee
That dog is mighty fast it *might* have a chance of catching the
Roadrunner, but not the snake.
I was invited to a dachshund owners club meeting this past weekend.
One of the people there has 8 of them, and said that not too long ago,
the group of dogs cornered a varmint and ripped it apart. Some cute
little pet, huh?
Waterworks International Corporation
> That dog is mighty fast it *might* have a chance of catching the
> Roadrunner, but not the snake.
>
> I was invited to a dachshund owners club meeting this past weekend.
> One of the people there has 8 of them, and said that not too long ago,
> the group of dogs cornered a varmint and ripped it apart. Some cute
> little pet, huh?
>
mighty tough animals in their own right.
Lee DeRaud
wrote:
>On Fri, 14 Jul 2000 14:43:40 GMT, lee.d...@boeing.com (Lee DeRaud)
>wrote:
>
>
>>>So rattlesnakes are faster than cobras. I'm disappointed. So I guess
>>>my dachshund doesn't have a chance either.
>>
>>Against what, the snake or the Roadrunner?
>>:-)
>>
>>Lee
>
>That dog is mighty fast it *might* have a chance of catching the
>Roadrunner, but not the snake.
There's a group out here in Southern California that has dachshund
races a couple times a year...called (drum roll), the
"WeinerNationals" (rimshot). I usually end up laughing too hard to
hold the camera :-)
Lee
Owen Lowe
<nos...@hadenough.com> wrote:
>Well, after all of this discussion regarding snakes, etc, I found one this
>evening. Not in my scrap wood pile, but coiled up outside my front door
>(quickest door slamming I've done since that last insurance salesman :-) )
HooooWeeee! Sure makes me glad there are no poisonous snakes where I live
now - grew up in Arizona (rattlers) & Virginia (copperheads & moccassins).
When I was about 10, I discovered that I was standing on a 12" copperhead
- luckily, its head was pretty well pinned.
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Owen Lowe
<nos...@hadenough.com> wrote:
> On our recent trip to BC, when crossing
>the border, I got asked 6 ways from Sunday if I had a firearm, a gun, or any
>ammunition in my vehicle. After about the 4'th identical question I just
>barely stopped myself from answering, "Nope, no guns or firearms, but are
>you interested in the crate of Rocky Mountain Pine beetles that I have in
>the back?" -- Yes, I restrained myself. Coming back across to the US, we
>seem to be much more concerned about things that might have a significant
>devastating impact upon agricultural or forest industries...SNIP
Pretty much tells you where our priorities lie; dollars are more important
than lives.
Mark & Juanita
evening. Not in my scrap wood pile, but coiled up outside my front door
(quickest door slamming I've done since that last insurance salesman :-) )
and got the bugger with a shovel, while it was still watching the front
door. Scary part is that I also found a skin in our front entry-way,
indicating that this thing has been around long enough to have shed at least
once. Our 4 year old was out front Sunday chasing butterflies in the same
area (yes, we gave the area a once-over before letting him play). This is
*not* a good feeling.
How does this relate to woodworking? I was checking out the front door to
see if UPS had left my latest mailorder from ToolCrib of the Amazon.
"Wile E. Coyote" wrote:
> On Fri, 14 Jul 2000 14:43:40 GMT, lee.d...@boeing.com (Lee DeRaud)
> wrote:
>
> >>So rattlesnakes are faster than cobras. I'm disappointed. So I guess
> >>my dachshund doesn't have a chance either.
> >
> >Against what, the snake or the Roadrunner?
> >:-)
> >
> >Lee
>
> That dog is mighty fast it *might* have a chance of catching the
> Roadrunner, but not the snake.
>
nikki the cat
> they know that biathletes use (looks both ways, whispers) guns? I thought
crossing
> the border, I got asked 6 ways from Sunday if I had a firearm, a gun, or
any
> ammunition in my vehicle.
No, Canada is not afraid of hand guns. We just don't want them here. Guns
may be a big part of your culture and lifestyle, but in Canada they're not.
The reason you got asked "6 ways from Sunday" is due to the large number of
Americans ignoring our laws and our culture, trying to sneak their weapons
into Canada. You should see the truckloads of weapons confiscated at the
borders every year.
Charles Self
>HooooWeeee! Sure makes me glad there are no poisonous snakes where I live
>now - grew up in Arizona (rattlers) & Virginia (copperheads & moccassins).
>When I was about 10, I discovered that I was standing on a 12" copperhead
>- luckily, its head was pretty well pinned.
Shoot, Owen, I thought Maine was the only U.S. state without poisonous snakes.
And their damned black flies will almost make you wish for snake bite when the
season is open (June and July).
Charlie Self
Word Worker
Jon Patten
of t-shirts printed here in Maine that
tourists tend to buy. The t-shirt logo
states something along the lines of:
The State of Maine Bird: The Black Fly.
Having been bitten to often by them, they
stop short only of carrying you off. 8^)
- Jon
ScratchAnkleWood
<jpa...@spf.fairchildsemi.com> writes:
>Interestingly enough, there are a bunch
>of t-shirts printed here in Maine that
>tourists tend to buy. The t-shirt logo
>states something along the lines of:
>The State of Maine Bird: The Black Fly.
>
> Having been bitten to often by them, they
>stop short only of carrying you off. 8^)
Try Minnesota, Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness. State bird is the
mosquito. They, too, stop short of carrying you off. They just suck all the
blood out of you and the wind just blows the body off into the water for the
northern pike to feed on.
ScratchAnkleWood
see if UPS had left my latest mailorder from ToolCrib of the Amazon. >>
I imagine that by keeping rattlesnakes at the front door, they hadn't. SWMBO
works for Post Office and they don't deliver under those circumstances either.
:8^)
Glad you saw him before you stepped out and I know the feeling in your gut.
When my son was in Cub Scouts we stepped out on the porch to go sell popcorn
when his mother called him back inside. I looked down just in time to see him
stepping across a 34" copperhead. We had both just stepped across it coming
out the door and hadn't noticed it.
How does this relate to woodworking? 2 ways -- the hoe handle I broke was made
of wood and so was the flush handle the commode that I used immediately after
the incident..
Phil Schempf
> Shoot, Owen, I thought Maine was the only U.S. state without poisonous snakes.
> And their damned black flies will almost make you wish for snake bite when the
> season is open (June and July).
>
> Charlie Self
> Word Worker
We haven't been a state very long (too long if you listen to some folks), but the
only poisonous snakes up here are the ones that crawl out of a bottle. We do have
a few bugs though and some big furry things that are pretty good at biting.
Phil
Juneau, Alaska
Owen Lowe
Valley - roughly Eugene to Portland between the Cascades and the Coast
Randge.
In article <20000718054154...@ng-cr1.aol.com>,
charl...@aol.com (Charles Self) wrote:
>Owen Lowe writes:
>
>>HooooWeeee! Sure makes me glad there are no poisonous snakes where I live
>>now - grew up in Arizona (rattlers) & Virginia (copperheads & moccassins).
>>When I was about 10, I discovered that I was standing on a 12" copperhead
>>- luckily, its head was pretty well pinned.
>
>Shoot, Owen, I thought Maine was the only U.S. state without poisonous snakes.
>And their damned black flies will almost make you wish for snake bite when the
>season is open (June and July).
>
>Charlie Self
>Word Worker
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>
> Charles Self wrote:
>
> > Shoot, Owen, I thought Maine was the only U.S. state without poisonous snakes.
> > And their damned black flies will almost make you wish for snake bite when the
> > season is open (June and July).
> >
> > Charlie Self
> > Word Worker
>
> only poisonous snakes up here are the ones that crawl out of a bottle. We do have
> a few bugs though and some big furry things that are pretty good at biting.
>
> Phil
> Juneau, Alaska
Yeah, just ask that poor fellow in that got killed a couple days ago down in
Hyder. Preditory attack, which is really rare - usually they're just defending
their territory or grumpy. This guy actually got snacked on.
(They got the bear the next day, by the way - a brownie a.k.a. grizzly which is
also the name of a woodworking machine manufacture; gotta stay on topic here.)
S'later...
...Kevin (also in Juneau)
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"Jon Patten" <jpa...@spf.fairchildsemi.com> wrote in message
news:39745F77...@spf.fairchildsemi.com...
> Interestingly enough, there are a bunch
> of t-shirts printed here in Maine that
> tourists tend to buy. The t-shirt logo
> states something along the lines of:
> The State of Maine Bird: The Black Fly.
>
> Having been bitten to often by them, they
> stop short only of carrying you off. 8^)
>
> - Jon
>
>
>
> Charles Self wrote:
> >
> > Owen Lowe writes:
> >
> > >HooooWeeee! Sure makes me glad there are no poisonous snakes where I
live
> > >now - grew up in Arizona (rattlers) & Virginia (copperheads &
moccassins).
> > >When I was about 10, I discovered that I was standing on a 12"
copperhead
> > >- luckily, its head was pretty well pinned.
> >
Phil Schempf
Kevin & Theresa Miller wrote:
> Yeah, just ask that poor fellow in that got killed a couple days ago down in
> Hyder. Preditory attack, which is really rare - usually they're just defending
> their territory or grumpy. This guy actually got snacked on.
>
> (They got the bear the next day, by the way - a brownie a.k.a. grizzly which is
> also the name of a woodworking machine manufacture; gotta stay on topic here.)
>
> S'later...
>
> ...Kevin (also in Juneau)
With 20/20 hind sight, it seems they should have seen it coming. That bear had been
causing problems in the area for a while.
Got home last night and had a pool of water in my bed. I have my roof torn off doing a
remodel and was up until midnight last night with a staple gun and Visqueen trying to
corral the water. Need to get some more blue tarps. Wish someone would turn off the
rain!
Phil
Mayfilm
Haven't seen any in a very, long time.
My barn wood that i keep outside in a stack is becoming petrified. Gotta think
what to make out of it...
Kevin & Theresa Miller
It's on its way, as soon as I can figure out the postage! We have more than we
need...
...Kevin
Henry Green
Mark & Juanita <nos...@hadenough.com> wrote in message
news:3973E790...@hadenough.com...
> Well, after all of this discussion regarding snakes, etc, I found one this
> evening. Not in my scrap wood pile, but coiled up outside my front door
> (quickest door slamming I've done since that last insurance salesman :-) )
> About 18" long, 3 rattles, I'm still shaking. Went around out the garage
> and got the bugger with a shovel, while it was still watching the front
> door. Scary part is that I also found a skin in our front entry-way,
> indicating that this thing has been around long enough to have shed at
least
> once. Our 4 year old was out front Sunday chasing butterflies in the same
> area (yes, we gave the area a once-over before letting him play). This is
> *not* a good feeling.
>
> How does this relate to woodworking? I was checking out the front door to
> see if UPS had left my latest mailorder from ToolCrib of the Amazon.
>
Larry Jaques
>send some of your rain here to So. Calif.
>Haven't seen any in a very, long time.
Yeah, I keep hearing about that stuff but don't recall what it is.
>My barn wood that i keep outside in a stack is becoming petrified. Gotta think
>what to make out of it...
Make rid of it. Have truck, will travel. My bench needs legs and
a pivoting structure. But I'll need some help loading it. <vbg>
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<hgre...@bellsouth.net> wrote:
>Let us not forget that as cute as dachshunds are, they are hunting dogs.
^^^^^^^^^^^^
Umm, you misspelled "bait", Hank.
Walt Akers
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Joel Corwith
>On 19 Jul 2000 18:24:08 GMT>
>>Haven't seen any in a very, long time.
>
>Yeah, I keep hearing about that stuff but don't recall what it is.
If you go for a walk early in the morning, you'll hear 'tff tff tff' and
there's water spraying up from the ground. That's rain.
Joel. phx
Don Rumrill
Don
Mayfilm wrote:
>
> send some of your rain here to So. Calif.
> Haven't seen any in a very, long time.
Lee DeRaud
<hgre...@bellsouth.net> wrote:
>Let us not forget that as cute as dachshunds are, they are hunting dogs.
Ah, yes, .the many pleasant misspent hours of my youth, fork in hand,
my faithful companion at my side, stalking the wily Vienna Sausage...
:-)
Lee