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Post by earthdog on Dec 13, 2014 17:25:16 GMT -5
Thank you all. Looking for some nice/ colorful agates and a few colorful jaspers that polish well.
I been pretty busy with work and getting divorced a few years ago. Just had rotator cuff surgery last week so I'm going to be off work for around 6 months and thought why not get a few of my tumblers going again. Not like I won't have the time.... Does anyone remember that picture of my cement mixer that someone wrote "earthdogs tumbler" on the barrel? Well I've been working back at the same place again and well in another 6 months or so.
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Post by earthdog on Dec 11, 2014 4:39:29 GMT -5
Thinking about getting out the tile saw and tumblers again after a few years of them being in storage and I'm looking to buy a box or two of slabs ready to cut on the 7"/10" saw. Looking for some nice agates and a few colorful jaspers. If you have any you can box up and want to get rid of, please inbox me.
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Post by earthdog on Nov 18, 2013 19:00:13 GMT -5
I sent you one also..
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Post by earthdog on Jul 29, 2011 17:04:30 GMT -5
I got the same email from this dude. I'm thinking freakish...
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Post by earthdog on Jul 29, 2011 17:02:09 GMT -5
I have been to alot of places, but I have never been in Cahoots. Apparently, you can't go there alone. You have to be in Cahoots with someone. I've also have never been in Cognito. I hear no one recognizes you there. I have however, been in Sane. They don't have an airport. You have to be driven there. I've made several trips and am planning another one in the near future... Oh my.
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Post by earthdog on Dec 12, 2010 11:30:00 GMT -5
I have been without alcohol for about, 10 hours! I can't seem to give up my Guinness beer. I have to admit, I like those Jager bombs too. Had me a few Irish car bombs also, which are 3/4 pint Guinness dark, 1/2 shot Bailey's® Irish cream, 1/2 shot Jameson® Irish whiskey They taste like chocolate milk! May I be so bold to call you guys "quitters"? I did actually give up smoking pot maybe 6 years ago though...
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Post by earthdog on Dec 12, 2010 11:18:46 GMT -5
We were the same way when we tried to adopt another JRT. Because I told them our yard was fenced in and we had a large do that liked to be outside most of the day, but came in the house in the evening they said that was cruel and there was no way we would be able to adopt. Even with a fee close to $200 and references. I told the hillbilly woman that was fine and that I would start looking on Craigslist for a nice JRT. The shelters and rescue places think they can play God. It's funny to me how if you look on Petfinder with all these shelter complaining how over run they are and begging you to take an animal, how they still act like you are a scumbag that has 20 pitbulls that wants a dog to train your pitbulls on. I have no faith in the shelters or rescue places anymore. I look in the paper and on Craigslist anymore.
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Post by earthdog on Dec 6, 2010 23:49:36 GMT -5
I went grocery shopping recently while not being altogether sure that course of action was a wise one. You see, the previous evening I had prepared and consumed a massive quantity of my patented 'You'redefinitely going to Shit yourself' chili. Tasty stuff, hot to the point of being painful, which comes with a written guarantee from me that if you eat the next day both of your butt cheeks WILL fall off. Here's the thing. I had awakened that morning, and even after two cups of coffee (and all of you know what I mean) nothing happened. No 'Watson's Movement 2'. Despite habanera peppers swimming their way through my intestinal tract, I appeared to be unable to create the usual morning symphony referred to by my next door neighbors as thunder and lightning. Knowing that a time of reckoning had to come, yet not sure of just when, I bravely set off for the market, a local Wal-Mart grocery store that I often haunt in search of tasty tidbits. Upon entering the store at first all seemed normal. I selected a cart and began pushing it about dropping items in for purchase. It wasn't until I was at the opposite end of the store from the restrooms that thepain hit me. Oh, don't look at me like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm referring to that 'Uh oh, gotta go' pain that always seems to hit us at the wrong time. The thing is, this pain was different. The habaneras in the chili from the night before were staging a revolt. In a mad rush for freedom they bullied their way through the small intestines, forcing their way into the large intestines, and before I could take one step in the direction of the restrooms which would bringsweet relief, it happened. The peppers fired a warning shot. There I stood, alone in the spice and baking aisle, suddenly enveloped in a noxious cloud the likes of which has never before been recorded. Iwas afraid to move for fear that more of this vile odor might escape me. Slowly, oh so slowly, the pressure seemed to leave the lower part of my body, and I began to move up the aisle and out of it, just as an elderlywoman turned into it. I don't know what made me do it, but I stopped to see what her reaction would be to the malodorous effluvium that refused to dissipate, as she walked into it unsuspecting. Have you ever been torn in two differentdirections emotionally? Here's what I mean, and I'm sure some of you at least will be able to relate. I could've warned that poor woman but didn't. I simply watched as she walked into an invisible, and apparently indestructible, wall of odor so terrible that all she could do before gathering her senses and running, was to stand there blinking and waving her arms about her head as though trying to ward off angry bees. This, of course, made me feel terrible, but then made me laugh. Mistake. Here's the thing. When you laugh, it's hard to keep things 'clamped down', if you know what I mean. With each new guffaw an explosive issue burst forth from my nether region. Some were so loud and echoing that Iwas later told a few folks in other aisles had ducked, fearing that someone was robbing the store and firing off a shotgun. Suddenly things were no longer funny. It was coming, and I raced off through the store towards the restrooms, laying down a cloud the whole way, praying that I'd make it before the grand mal assplosion took place. Luck was on my side. Just in the nick of time I got to the john, began the inevitable 'Oh my God', floating above the toilet seat because my ass is burning SO BAD, purging. One poor fellow walked in while I was in the middle of what is the true meaning of 'Shock and Awe'. He made a gagging sound, a nd disgustedly said, 'Sonavabitch' and quickly left. Once finished I left the restroom, reacquired my partially filled cart intending to carry on with my shopping when a store employee approached me and said, 'Sir, you might want to step outside for a few minutes. Itappears some prankster set off a stink bomb in the store. The manager is going to run the vent fans on high for a minute or two which ought to take care of the problem.' That of course set me off again, causing residual gases to escape me. The employee took one sniff, jumped back pulling his shirt up to cover his nose and, pointing at me in an accusing manner shouted, 'IT'S YOU!', then ran off returning moments later with the manager. I was unceremoniously escorted from the premises and asked none too kindly not to return. Home again without having shopped, I realized that there was nothing to eat but leftover chili, so I consumed two more bowls. The next day I went to shop at Woodman's. I can't say anymore about that because we are in court over the whole matter. Bastards claim they're going to have to repaint the store.."
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Post by earthdog on Nov 25, 2010 12:52:30 GMT -5
Sands, it's just time to close that chapter and start a new one.
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Post by earthdog on Nov 24, 2010 2:48:28 GMT -5
Thanks you guys. I just saw this. I don't come around that much anymore, been busy moving and junk like that..
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Post by earthdog on Oct 1, 2010 8:38:08 GMT -5
Legend has it that Evil Road Spirits have been latching themselves on to motorcycles for as long as there have been bikes on the road. These Evil Road Spirits are responsible for mechanical problems and bad luck along a journey.
Legend goes on to say that by attaching a small bell onto your bike, the Evil Road Spirits will become trapped inside the bell where the constant ringing drives them insane, making them lose their grip until they fall to the ground. (Ever wonder where potholes come from?)
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Post by earthdog on Sept 30, 2010 21:19:03 GMT -5
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Post by earthdog on Sept 12, 2010 21:45:04 GMT -5
I like the camera alot. The shooting speed is 3fps so that is fast enough for me. I have a slave flash coming tomorrow because when I tried to take some macro pictures of rocks, the flipup flash has a shadow from the lens. The one picture of the guy with huge camera setup must have $20,000 in that camera, if not more. I priced some 300mm lens and for a half way good one you are talking around $3,000
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Post by earthdog on Sept 11, 2010 22:55:21 GMT -5
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Post by earthdog on Sept 7, 2010 21:11:12 GMT -5
Yep, after he's had his fill of Guinness and chicks...
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Post by earthdog on Sept 6, 2010 21:58:14 GMT -5
Thanks. I went down to Lake Michigan today and took some pics of seagulls, they aren't the best but I think they looked ok for me. You can see them in the first link I posted for Photobucket.
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Post by earthdog on Sept 5, 2010 22:22:13 GMT -5
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Post by earthdog on Sept 3, 2010 21:48:20 GMT -5
He is probably out drinking Guinness and chasing chicks...
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Post by earthdog on Jul 17, 2010 21:43:13 GMT -5
Who the hell is "JC" What about all we meant to each other? What about our love affair?
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Post by earthdog on Jul 17, 2010 21:40:17 GMT -5
Holly shit! Cher, I will miss you deeply.
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