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Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2020 11:02 am
by Clkeiper
EdieJ wrote: ↑Thu Apr 02, 2020 9:10 am
A lot of stores are starting to limit quantities but of course there are ways around that. So far in our little town people aren't being so bad. The one thing I can't find anywhere is hand soap pump bottles or the big bottles of refills. Bar soap creeps me out, no matter what kind of soap dish you use it gets all nasty.
for some of us its the only safe soap available. all the preservatives in all the liquid hand soaps generally are formaldehyde. for the many of us that are allergic to many liquid formulas... we learn to keep soap dishes cleaned out because it does look disgusting with all the soft soap buildup. and once again... any soap is better than no soap.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2020 12:08 pm
by EdieJ
So why is a 4X4 called a 4X4 when in reality it is 3.5"X3.5"? That's like false advertising, isn't it?
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2020 8:29 pm
by Cole_Robbie
EdieJ wrote: ↑Sun Apr 05, 2020 12:08 pm
So why is a 4X4 called a 4X4 when in reality it is 3.5"X3.5"? That's like false advertising, isn't it?
I think it was 4x4 when they put it in the kiln. The old time lumber was hardwood and didn't shrink like pine does now.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2020 9:39 pm
by EdieJ
I ordered 4X4's and when it got here, it specifically says on the lumber 3.5X3.5. Makes it hard to plan!
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2020 4:11 am
by worth1
I thought you were talking about a four wheel drive vehicle and it didn't make any sense.

Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2020 5:11 am
by worth1
It's 4X4 before it is ran through the planer.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2020 5:57 am
by worth1
I used to have this designer that somehow ended up living in my house.
The guy was always designing stuff and expecting me to pay for materials to build it.
If I wouldn't or didn't like it he would get mad.
One day I packed his stuff in the truck drove all the way to Baton Rouge Louisiana and dumped him out at a hotel.
Then drove back to Texas.
620 miles there and back non stop.
I was never so happy to get rid of someone in my life.
Sorry Louisiana.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2020 8:28 am
by worth1
I worked so many hours this week I had 40 hours in by the end of Thursday by working late.
Took today off because they dont want us working over 40.
Came home ate supper and crashed around 8:00PM or so.
Slept almost 12 hours last night with no disruptions.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2020 5:44 am
by worth1
Anybody here have to be around someone that has zero social skills.
About every time they open their mouth they tick you off.
Always brow beating and condescending.
Not only you but others too see this.
Zero personality.
No wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend.
He tried that garbage with me and I didn't give him any quarter.
I thought he was going to melt right there on the spot.
All I said was that's a crappy thing to say to someone.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 2:31 pm
by worth1
April/27/2020.
Time 2:25 PM.
Got out of my truck walked over picked and ate my first ripe tomato of the year.
It was a Sungold.

Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2020 9:52 pm
by EdieJ
So ... How did it taste?
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2020 5:03 am
by worth1
EdieJ wrote: ↑Mon Apr 27, 2020 9:52 pm
So ... How did it taste?
It wasn't totally ripe so not the usual fruitful sungold flavor.
But still good.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Tue May 05, 2020 12:11 pm
by worth1
Not only do the men hold the door open for men in Bastrop the gals hold the door for men.
Had it happen twice today at the post office by two young ladies.
Bastrop folks rule.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Tue May 05, 2020 9:22 pm
by Growing Coastal
It's a common courtesy I don't always see these days. When I open a door in public I look behind me to see if anyone else is coming in too and hold the door if there is. Not many people look back, as if they think they will turn into a pillar of salt or something if they do!
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Tue May 12, 2020 9:20 am
by Blackbear
Rajun Gardener wrote: ↑Fri Jan 17, 2020 8:19 pm
The Origin Of “Piss Poor” And Other Popular Sayings.
They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & Sold to the tannery…….if you had to do this to survive you were “Piss Poor”
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot……they “didn’t have a pot to piss in” & were the lowest of the low
Here are some facts about the 1500s:
Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell . …… . Brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting Married.
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.. Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water!”
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof… Hence the saying “It’s raining cats and dogs.”
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.” The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a thresh hold.
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme: Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old. Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat.
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would Sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive… So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer.
Now, who said History was boring?
So what about the ones that have no pot to piss in because they use all the pots ...to grow dwarf container tomatoes in
where do they fit in ?

Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Fri May 15, 2020 3:29 pm
by worth1
EdieJ wrote: ↑Thu Apr 02, 2020 9:31 am
I will try that, thanks!
How did the soap sponge work?
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Fri May 15, 2020 10:50 pm
by EdieJ
Worth, it's working great, thanks. When it starts looking gross, easy to rinse, wring dry and put right back to work. I appreciate the tip!
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 5:47 am
by worth1
I can't believe the lack of mathematical ability of people now.
I was horrible at it till I found reasons for it.
Even simple stuff people wsnt to use a computer program.
Case in point some very smart guy didn't know how to use a calculator to convert feet to inches the other day.
Another one is angle parking spaces.
They make the thing the same distance apart as a straight one but dont account for the angle.
When you put them at an angle the lines get closer together.
Then people park in them and they can't get the doors open.
Saw this at a school of all places.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Tue May 19, 2020 10:38 am
by worth1
I had to tell a guy five times this morning what my first name was.
I even spelled it for him and he didn't believe me.
Re: Stochastic Contemplations.
Posted: Wed May 20, 2020 6:54 pm
by worth1
The meanest General Contractor on Planet Earth told me he liked me yesterday.
Older dude my age or older always get along with him great.
He was always at odds with the young foreman on the job because he didn't know when to shut up.