RiverOtter
spending too much on rocks
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Post by RiverOtter on Jul 30, 2004 0:05:45 GMT -5
So I just had to share with everyone the major brain fart I had. I had to check my barrels this evening and was thinking about what phase each barrel would go into next. Then I realized that most everything would need to go into a wash first. Wash....wash?....WASH!! It was at this point that it occurred to me that I hadn't pulled my rocks from the wash cycle from last week. They had been running in a wash for 7 days instead of grit! Needless to say I have some really clean and shiny barrels! And then as I was dumping the barrels, I accidentally dumped one into the bucket I have reserved for separating the pellet from the rock. Oops. But all the negative feelings were washed away when I checked the driveway gravel that came out of 1000. It already has a shine as good as the rose quartz I did. It's gonna be purty when done. Can't wait!
So the moral of the story is....When washing your rocks be sure to go back later and move them into grit!
Otter
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llanago
fully equipped rock polisher
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Post by llanago on Jul 30, 2004 1:08:49 GMT -5
HeHe! I've done that before, but usually remembed them before a whole week was up! I started some rocks in the vibe one day to polish. When I checked them the next morning discovered I hadn't put the polish in.
If I had a penny for all the dumb things I have done, we could have a BiG party!
llana
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deepsouth
fully equipped rock polisher
He who rocks last rocks best
Member since January 2004
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Post by deepsouth on Jul 30, 2004 4:55:19 GMT -5
You guys should not post these hilarious stories . I read them out to my wife and she nearly choked on a gulp of coffee !!!!!!!!!!!!! Wow what a laugh, and yet I can well imagine it happening to me one day . I will keep you posted ;D
Jack
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Post by krazydiamond on Jul 30, 2004 19:44:56 GMT -5
seldom do we ever derive great wisdom from seemingly stupid mistakes, but when it happens, it's an epiphany.
in the same vein, i did a real dumb thing the other day and ran a whole 24 hours on a coarse grit cycle and i FORGOT TO ADD THE WATER..........DUH! i think it actually pulverized the grit to some extent, but didn't seem to do any long term damage to either rock nor barrel. this is the Koi jasper i got from Redwoodrocks and today when i checked the slurry was bright orange!
the only other REALLY big thing i learned in life from extremely stupid experience (that when you even think about it, you'd say what kind of moron would even DO that,) but i was young and on my own and laundry wasn't something i was accomplished at yet (and they were all white, right??)..but i learned a VERY important life lesson: (ready?)
NEVER EVER, EVER WASH BRAS WITH LACE TABLE CLOTHS.
write that one down...
ok, that isn't he ONLY stoopid thing i've done by a long shit, but it rates right up there with the exploded air head (read big hair, Doc) syndrome. pick your wife up off the floor, Jack....
KD
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llanago
fully equipped rock polisher
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Post by llanago on Jul 30, 2004 21:53:59 GMT -5
NEVER EVER, EVER WASH BRAS WITH LACE TABLE CLOTHS.That would never be a problem for me - I don't have a bra - hehe - only teasing. I do have a bra, but I don't have a lace table cloth. But I have thrown my sneakers in with the underwear and ended up with shoe laces in the bras or twisted around the other wash. A real mess to get everything unwound. Three months after I got married (the first time) hubby had to go for his two week National Guard summer camp. I washed all his underwear and socks and when I went to move them from the washer to the dryer, they were PINK! I had accidently got one of my new red socks mixed in with his new white socks and underwear! He was still at work tying up loose ends before he left and all the stores were already closed. That was back in the dark ages before there was WalMart and the stores closed at 5:30 or so. I didn't know what to do - pack his raggedy ass old underwear and socks full of holes and dingy as heck, or the new pink stuff. I packed the pink stuff and didn't tell him. Not intentionally, we just got involved saying goodbye when he got home and I just flat forgot about his pink underwear. I kissed him goodbye early the next morning and never even thought about his pink undies until I got a call later that night! OOPS! He wasn't mad, just embarrassed as hell when he started pulling his stuff out of his duffle bag. Being the cool guy that he was, he put them on, prissed around the barracks (a drag queen in the making???) and modeled them for everybody. I never heard the end of that! In fact, after we were divorced and I had remarried, new hubby and I ran into old hubby and his new wife and the first thing he said after all the introductions were made was "Has she turned all your socks and underwear pink yet?" New hubby didn't think it was at all funny and would probably have wrung my swrawny little neck had I done that to him. Some people just aren't any fun at all. llana
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Post by sandsman1 on Jul 30, 2004 22:04:51 GMT -5
well aweek or so ago dont remeber i have an electric coffee pot and i got up made coffee pluged it in and when it was done i poured ---well i forgot to put the coffee in hahaha had a pot of hot water,, too many back and sleepin pills hahahaha
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Post by cookie3rocks on Jul 30, 2004 22:12:50 GMT -5
Llana, that's why he's your ex! My husband, as I've mentioned before, is a chef so he brings home his aprons to wash. They have long strings for tying as they have to go around the waist twice. I wash all the whites together, aprons, bras, ect. what a massive knot that comes out to be! Underwear (little more than a string) aprons, bras,.. I've spent 1/2 an hour unknotting a load! And there was this incident with a pink Tee shirt, don't even know how it happened, I swear Now my husband... I bought him Sponge Bob Square Pants boxers as a joke one Christmas. He wears them to work, drops his pants to show them off! Gotta love that guy ;D cookie
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Post by docone31 on Jul 31, 2004 3:50:48 GMT -5
Brain farts are fun to remember, hard to live. I really had to think if I had ever had a brain fart. I was really much of a geek. I do remember an incident in chemistry, way back when... As a bustling 8th grader, we had this really hot subtitute teacher. I can still see her. As events went, my regular teacher had written a note about me. I used to have to sit in the front with my hands in plain sight. She couldn't make out what it said, and I translated. We had a class on basic elements that quarter and I informed her we were to put sodium into water. That is neat, makes bubbles, hydrogen, spins around in a circle, etc., etc. Being an 8th grader I was very unaware of some realities. I took the can of pure sodium, got a five gallon water can, put the water can into the "hood", put the entire contents of the can into the water, closed the hood door and stood back. It took a few seconds and the water started boiling, erupting, and splashing water on the hood door. I proceeded to tell the class about the interaction with sodium and H2O and opened the hood a crack, light a match, and proceeded to blow up the hood spraying glass around the class. The thud from the explosion flattened all the cakes in the Holley Hobby Homemaker class next door. Bug eyed Desi, my lab partner, who was so ugly, frogs make better dates, took some wood fragments, glass shards, and went into the hospital. The hood was destroyed. The substitute teacher got fired, my folks had to pay for the damage, Desi fell in love with me, gads, and I got the nickname excrement for brains. I did date the substitute teacher six years later. She was way older than me, married, and the resulting issues go from brain fart to brain damaged! That and other things were the reason I took my Doctorate in Divinity. LIfe is growth. We try and our best thinking gets us deeply into DooDoo. I guess that is really why they teach swimming at an early age. Brain farts are great. All they really do is make us feel stupid for a moment. The joy is in sharing our experiences. Tragedies are another issue. In jewelery, I have melted heirloom rings, dissolved stones from over heating, some pathetically expensive to replace, worked on an opus piece to have the last solder joint go south and take the whole piece with it. Those aren't brain farts, those were bad. Right now, this forum is really helping keep things in proportion for me. The experience with my wife's mother has been the most trying experience I have had in a long time. My wife has been in tears for over a month. The van, her mother, other issues surrounding giving up our business for her mother. Right now, I treasure us. My son doesn't write, Oiy Vey, I tear my shirt! Brain farts are good for the soul.
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