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Batesmotel

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  1. I don’t like it when stores decorate for Christmas before Thanksgiving. I do see a difference though in stores selling Christmas decorations even as early as late summer. I have no problem with that.
  2. I highly recommend that. Broken back. I don’t bend down so good.
  3. Old school film photography and a wet darkroom. Gave my digital gear to my son and went back to my roots. Stripped away all the tech. Very Zen to be back.
  4. No. There was a paper recently published that says they need to run for 55 years on average to break even but they are wearing out at 24-30.
  5. Noticeably increased recoil. I had some 7.9 Mauser that were ok but one box was like being hit with a sledgehammer. Problems above were noticeable on the brass but my first indication that something was wrong was the recoil.
  6. Being a Mall Rat in the 70s and early 80s was kinda fun. Was there anything better than a corn dog and lemonade from Hotdog on a Stick? Or an Orange Julius and beef stick from Hickory Farms? Buying parts from Radio Shack. Meeting girls from other schools. Video arcades. Movies. Just needed to keep a dime or quarter for the pay phone to get a ride home or 55¢ for the bus.
  7. Same here. How do I try out a set of stereo speakers on line?
  8. My Doc said most people treat their body like an amusement park and destroy it with drugs and alcohol or like a temple and do nothing to it at all. He says I have treated mine more like a demolition derby.
  9. But had immediate problems with carbon particles, electronics and pure oxygen. We had similar concerns hence the push to develop a pen.
  10. When my wife was working on her masters degree she took a class on folklore. It applied to her MBA on how stories and traditions grow even in a company. The professor was Jan H. Brunvand. Author of the Choking Doberman, The Vanishing Hitchhiker and a few other books on urban legends. He was talking about how urban legends usually spring up spontaneously in several places at once because the social setting was just right at the time but sometimes they have a single origin point and spread from there. He mentioned one about a medical school initiation that spread around the Western United States and a couple of large East Coast cities in the 80s and 90s but investigation always pointed back to the University of Utah and had a very specific start time. There was absolutely no mention of it anywhere before October of 1981. He never found anyone involved but the story spread from a Friend of a Friend Etc. After hearing some variations of the story my wife got us together to talk. Apparently a reference to the story made it into textbook. The Legend In order to get into medical school, or after getting in, or getting accepted to an advanced program in medical school like a pre surgical program the students had to steal a cadaver from the Gross Anatomy lab, drive with it for the night, have dinner with it in a cemetary and return it undetected. The story itself is absurd because of the tight security on the labs but the story persisted spreading to several cities with large medical schools. But the story always seemed to go back to the U of U. People claimed it was true because they knew someone who witnesses the night the Med Students lost the body. There were a couple variations of the story. It fell out of the van, ambulance or hearse. Or they forgot where they left it in the cemetery. Or it was stolen by a rival class or confiscated by the police. No one ever saw this happen but they knew someone who knew someone who did. The Truth. My friends and I were all a bunch of Motor-heads. My family owned gas stations with service bays. Some were from a line of mechanics and welders. A couple had families into racing. We loved cars. In 1980 a friend found a 1951 Cadillac Hearse abandoned in a field with a very old For Sale sign in it. We tracked down the owner and he was just happy to finally get rid of it. My friend put up most of the money. I put up the rest and all of us pitched in to get it running again. After finding a lot of parts and a lot of work we had everything except the rare "Long throw" starter used only on some 51s so for a few months until we found one we just push started it. We had a lot of fun and great adventures in that car. It seemed like the whole neighborhood piled in on Saturday nights to go cruising. One night after a Halloween party we decided to go mess with people making out and having sex in their cars. There was a popular spot in a small parking lot adjacent to the Salt Lake City Cemetery. This is above the cemetery on the foothills overlooking downtown Salt Lake. We slowly pulled in with the big V8 rumbling, parked and shut everything down and just sat there in silence. We watched people wipe fogged up windows to look at us. We didn't make a sound for about 30 minutes. A few of us finally got out, hopped a short wall and walked around the cemetery then got back in the car. People noticed. Then one guy who was dressed like a Hobbit complete with cloak, gets out of the suicide door and walks over to a car that had been rocking and knocks on the window. A naked guy on top of a naked girl actually rolled the window down and just looked at my buddy. My buddy semi-loudly like in a loud whisper said, Excuse me, Sorry to bother you but have you seen a body? The girl was trying to cover her face and the guy said What? My buddy said A Body. I think we have lost a body. The guy could only say What? Then my buddy turns and screams...GUYS! IT'S GONE! THE BODY IS GONE! Then the rest of us burst our from all five doors and went running and screaming down the cemetery as all the cars fired up and went flying through the Avenues District of the city. It is possible that some of the people there were Med Students from the U of U Med School. Thats all that happened but the stories spread. The most fun we had was when just a couple of us would out in the rain and look for hitchhikers. No one EVER got in.
  11. Thank you. And he was a brother. F&AM of Utah.
  12. My son wants this one. I think he has pre ordered it. 9090 pieces.
  13. We get a form of quicksand at the Great Salt Lake called Oolitic Sand. True you can’t sink in it but you can get stuck. However vehicles can get into one serious mess out there. Like getting stuck in concrete but every time you try to get out it liquifies and you sink more. Then hardness again.
  14. I’ve lost friends before but this is the first of my old core of friends. There were eight of us that really banded together in Jr. High and High School. We all had pretty screwed up home lives and I think that is what brought us together. We created our own surrogate family and we stuck together through thick and thin for 45 years. Marriage, divorce, bankruptcy, military, death of a child and a spouse. Even the birth of one urban legend that actually made it into a textbook. We were always there. Little band of miscreants who I’m proud to say kept the faith through it all. He will be greatly missed.
  15. In the 70s they told us that particulates in the air were sending us into an artificial ice age by blocking out the sun.
  16. I know a guy like that. He has a degenerative eye condition. Fair vision right in front of him for about 15° but nothing more. So if he is looking straight ahead he can’t see the ground so he uses a cane. He has had people pick fights and one called a security guard.
  17. Bill liked fat black girls. Hillary just liked girls.
  18. I lived in North Little Rock when he was Gov. I knew a member of the State Police. Oh the stories he had of what went on when Hillary was away. He was a walking Clap Trap. This wasn’t a secret. Everyone knew.
  19. Ankylosing Spondylitis. Pain NEVER goes away. Feels like a sunburn that never stops.
  20. California produces a lot of food for the rest of the country. Wait until the gas power agriculture pumps get shut down.
  21. Can you still buy diesel in Ca? I will be there in a few months with a pickup delivering some things to my son.
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