tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60495052011-11-15T19:18:14.821-08:00senseless drivel brought to you on a once-a-year-basis!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comBlogger6131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-38408716241496301102011-11-15T19:11:00.000-08:002011-11-15T19:18:14.874-08:00

Just for the novelty of it.As a follow up to my previous post, I ended up buying a 7710 Ford with a cab and 4wd. Loved it until I somehow managed to burn up the transmission whilst mowing hay back in June. It's been in the shop ever since, because every time we think it's fixed, something else screws up. The temptation is getting pretty strong to see how much trade-in I can get on it.I do hope to

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-86915579980884602592010-07-24T20:21:00.000-07:002010-07-25T06:26:28.531-07:00

The 285 is just not cutting it anymore. The Deutz finally laid down and died and will most likely be going the happy hunting ground/great tractor scrapyard in the sky sometime in the near future. The 3600 just doesn't have the hp to handle my larger equipment, so it's time to upgrade.I'm looking at Fords (of course!), but I will admit I that I have also been looking at new machines as well. Of

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-45004566658025818222010-07-18T00:33:00.000-07:002010-07-24T20:21:42.068-07:00

I have one of the little cheap 55 gallon sprayers. The booms on it were only 6' wide (giving me a total 12' spray pattern), which is just too small for pastures (in my opinion anyway), so a while back I bought a BoomJet® boomless spray nozzle and ditched the booms. With this contraption, I now have a 30' (give or take a couple of feet) spray pattern.One little problem... My sprayer's design was

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-73029689407626868462010-07-18T00:25:00.000-07:002010-07-18T00:30:42.014-07:00

to quit eating Mexican and watching The Wind and the Lion while reading apocalyptic sci-fi novels about the nazis winning WWII right before I go to bed!

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-87635544775054832452009-08-06T20:09:00.000-07:002009-08-06T20:20:42.702-07:00

The reason my neck hurts all summer... The 275 is a jam-up baler to be as old as it is (late 60's, early 70's) and I find it interesting that it has leprosy pretty bad in the bale chamber and still makes a good bale.Same field a couple of weeks later, this was the half acre or so that was too wet to mow when I square baled. This is one of my neighbors who came to help me out since the Ford was

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-69950456672068419912009-07-21T15:40:00.000-07:002009-07-21T15:49:54.485-07:00

I bought a drobo to use as a file server. I'm hoping it will work better than the raid array that I have now. The only problem I'm having is that Time Machine doesn't want to work and I am in the midst of reinstalling Leopard. I hope it doesn't take as long to "de-archive" as it did to archive.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-34683308209811184132009-07-19T22:43:00.000-07:002009-07-19T22:44:59.830-07:00

woofI'm an idiot. Forgot my password AGAIN. My senior moments are starting early I guess.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-59583608881684052732009-06-24T19:51:00.000-07:002009-06-24T20:08:40.542-07:00

my luck is running about the same as always. I took off early last Thursday to mow and made about four rounds and noticed that there was fuel absolutely pouring out of the front fuel filter on the Ferguson. For some reason one of the seals for the new filter failed. I've never had that happen before. Wasn't that big of a problem to fix, but it knocked me out of an hours mowing time. A little

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-8080311120792874302009-06-17T19:46:00.000-07:002009-06-17T20:09:02.767-07:00

I went with Tony today to look a tedder that he was interested in and may have found myself another tractor provided I can secure the funds...

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because of the lovely wooden "brackets" on the generator...Although it may not look that big in this picture, that has got to be the largest Briggs I've ever seen.

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Allllllllmost have the 3600 back together... need to bolt the radiator down, plug the wiring harness back in ( that is the result of another moron moment I had last fall which I will save for another time) and stick the nose back on.In the lawnmower world, I have parts and pieces of FIVE pushmowers scattered around the barn and can't get any of the three (theoretically) "running" ones to crank...

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-87717043373940049632009-06-13T21:44:00.000-07:002009-06-13T21:56:30.491-07:00

I've got the front end off the 3600 right, putting a new radiator and water pump on. Not really that much of a chore, until my inner moron kicked in. I got the bright idea to clean some of the crud off the block while I had it exposed. Sprayed 2 cans of good ole' gunk cleaner/degreaser on it, dragged the waterhose down there... and promptly filled the $^&%$ intake full of water.Now, that isn't a

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I did not realize that it had been THAT long since I'd posted anything. A lot has happened in the past couple of years, but one of the biggest reasons I've not written anything is because I simply have not had the time. Another reason is I forgot my stupid passwords and just didn't want to take the 10 minutes to reset everything. I am going to try to start doing a little more posting, maybe once

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-2914316086489270942007-09-03T14:34:00.000-07:002007-09-03T14:35:37.084-07:00

Redneck Engineering chapter XXVII will not be appearing today. Maybe tomorrow.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-31486572560563756252007-09-01T14:54:00.000-07:002007-09-01T14:59:42.455-07:00

The past few months have been more than a little busy. I have scarcely had time to read blogs, let alone write anything, but I hope to go back to posting at least occasionally.I will have a new Redneck Engineering™ post tomorrow and boy it's a doozy.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-47526238249176991072007-03-24T17:04:00.000-07:002007-03-24T17:31:05.266-07:00

In truth this was shamelessly stolen from Yesterdays tractors.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-46983362599177082582007-02-27T12:00:00.000-08:002007-02-27T12:05:21.002-08:00

I put out the last of my rolls Saturday. I am hoping that the rain from the weekend and the warm weather this week will make the grass green up a little early this year. I probably have enough square bales left to feed another month, but that's it. I dread hay season this year, haven't had time to fix any of the crap from last year and I have a host of new problems to contend with too. I think I

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-28578027888387289752007-02-26T11:33:00.000-08:002007-02-26T14:29:12.770-08:00

all day long.My F-150 is probably totalled. I was rear-ended by a Mack truck on the way into work this morning. My back is a little sore and I have a cut on my head where I busted the back glass with it but other than that I seem to be ok, my poor truck, on the other hand, is in pretty sad shape.I had came through a traffic light near the interstate when a semi came around the cloverleaf with a

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-45914823504968702842007-02-21T19:50:00.000-08:002007-02-21T19:52:56.344-08:00

before we return to non-blogging...I am NOT the father of Anna Nicole Smith's child.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-67880768477840678492007-02-17T19:46:00.000-08:002007-02-17T19:58:32.040-08:00

Bowater (or Meade or somebody like them) is selling or has sold a large (250 acres) tract of timber a few miles away from me. It is sandwiched between 4 or five poultry farms, one dairy and a couple of beef operations. The folks who own the dairy are right beside this property, which is being sectioned up into 2 and three acre chunks to sell at auction. They put up this sign in hopes of heading

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-55583866273618957552007-02-04T18:43:00.000-08:002007-02-04T18:52:07.872-08:00

I promised gun porn and I just don't have much worth showing. Nothing really caught my eye today in the way of firearms, other than this Dragoon...Which I found interesting simply because it was converted to cartridge. To me that's an awful big weapon to carry on your hip, even though I have used Dragoons as belt guns in my foolish youth. I am now firmly of the opinion that Dragoons and Walkers

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-32010096874725155102007-02-02T10:52:00.000-08:002007-02-02T10:55:42.508-08:00

This is a little different from the usual obscenities that seem to be everywhere. Whoever did this took some time with it.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-25376366008299940592007-02-01T07:03:00.000-08:002007-02-02T10:56:12.197-08:00

Got enough on the ground that it put out Tony's brushfire.The horses were walking around saying "whats with all this white sh$t? I can't find any grass... ooooh noooooo I'm going to starve!"In othe news, I can't view this page. Dunno if it's a blogger thing or a Safari thing. I get an error code "bX-vjhbsj" when I try to pull it up. If anyone is seeing this, send me an email.hmm, this IS weird. I

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-47974512270248481492007-01-31T20:33:00.000-08:002007-01-31T20:48:28.864-08:00

is actually the view from my window.Not a great picture, but considering it was cloudy today and I was actually shooting through inch thick glass, it ain't bad.The relic show is this weekend. They are a couple of weeks early this year, not sure why. I hope to have some good gun porn to post this weekend.In other news, I have some DR tales, but they're going to have to wait just a leetle

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-77762626747668359102007-01-29T18:43:00.000-08:002007-01-29T18:51:33.227-08:00

sort of...This is a frontal view. I'm actually over to the right on the second floor where I can look out over uncle Joe's bald head all day.This is only known statue that was ever done of Gen'l Johnston (somehow I'm willing to bet it's one more than Braxton Bragg has tho'...).Roadside Georgia has a nice little article about Gen'l Johnston and his bronze likeness here.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-16325442707509675542007-01-27T21:19:00.000-08:002007-01-27T21:55:19.814-08:00

that I get off my ass and starting writing again. So since I have a little free time at the moment I will try to do so.Things have calmed down a bit at work, we've went from constant insane/chaotic frenzy to a steady pace... at least for the next couple of days anyway. The past couple of weekends have been the first time in months that I haven't had to go into the office. I took the time today to

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-75715531094649262932006-12-10T18:00:00.000-08:002006-12-10T18:16:09.429-08:00

DR has wheels now, granted they aren't the greatest wheels, but it is transportation. He was was running a little scared yesterday when we went after it, it's been sitting for several months and we had a heck of a time getting it started, but after we got it going it ran surprisingly well (after we blew the soot out of it).The gas tank has a hole in it and it's going to need a new starter soon,

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-16658823137675740432006-12-08T07:58:00.000-08:002006-12-08T08:07:25.142-08:00

The Art with a Heart auction is still going on, so go bid on something!

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-904245638862700932006-12-07T14:17:00.000-08:002006-12-07T14:31:42.830-08:00

DR is still without wheels at the moment, but with luck, come Saturday, he will be tooling around in an '84 S-10. I took him to look at it Sunday evening and the dork ended up making a down payment on it without ever hearing it run...Long story, but I took him around to the title pawn places last Saturday and we didn't have much luck (the boy is 42 years old and although he can drive a stick, he

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-50051416781432452232006-12-02T17:56:00.000-08:002006-12-10T18:00:18.205-08:00

Skinner had a weenie roast a month or so back. The usual crowd was there, including Donald, who was in rare form.Ever wonder where your money has been before? I will try to relate this tale of a twenty-dollar bill in his own words."Year or so back, I run off one morning without any cash, so I called my wife and told here to leave a twenty on the front steps and I'd swing back by the house an' git

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When I got home tonight (at 11pm) DR was standing on my front porch. I asked him where his truck was and he said "Sitting in my driveway." "So, how'd you get over here?""Walked." He lives about four miles away..."ooooooook... why?""blowed the motor up in it this morning, I was hoping you could give me a ride to work." (Have I mentioned he has no phone anymore?)"why did you walk instead of riding

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1164981918203092582006-12-01T05:59:00.000-08:002006-12-01T21:53:12.505-08:00

Go here and bid on some artwork. The registration is a little tedious, but there is some nice artwork done by local kids with the proceeds going to a great cause.And that is the public service anouncement for the day. Lack of blogging will continue now.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1164384623700889602006-11-24T08:05:00.000-08:002006-11-24T08:10:23.723-08:00

a day late, but its the thought that counts isn't it?Ate lunch with the family and spent the rest of the day helping TC tag his cows and then move his herd to another pasture across the road. I took DR with me and he bestowed some great words of wisdom upon me as we drove home..."Chasin' cows is kindly like chasin' wimmen... it's a lot of fun until one of 'em bows up and stops"

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1159415530949980802006-09-27T20:27:00.000-07:002006-09-28T20:12:59.213-07:00

I went to an equipment auction Saturday, first one I've been to in a while. I really had no business going, as there is not exactly an excess of cash around the ole homestead these days, but I wanted to go do something besides work for a change.My only purchase was a drill press, which was one of those deals that was too good to pass up.Anyway, on to my usual bad photos of rusty junk....I thought

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1158891088757179872006-09-21T18:42:00.000-07:002006-09-21T19:11:28.876-07:00

I'm working on a large project right now that was started by another agency. This is a typical thing, as some clients will often change agencies in the middle of things. What makes this job a little more aggravating than normal is because it was laid out in Adobe Indesign. If this were a small project, it wouldn't be an issue, as I know my way around Indesign fairly well, but I am by no means an

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1157332904896452572006-09-03T18:15:00.000-07:002006-09-03T18:21:44.916-07:00

I want to be a weatherman. Why? Because that has got to be the only freaking job in the world where you can be wrong over half the time and not get fired.In other news I have broken the drought that has afflicted the Southeast the past couple of months. I was able to accomplish this, not by black magic or mysterious alchemy, but simply by mowing some hay.Wonder if I can get the Gub-mint to give

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1157250635989154472006-09-02T19:00:00.000-07:002006-09-02T19:30:36.013-07:00

I am mowing hay a neighbors right now. He is retired Army, a Colonel if I'm not mistaken. Interesting guy, when I go down there to mow, he'll ride his little Ford tractor down to the field I'm in and we will sit in the shade and talk for a hour or so about books, guns, current events and local politics, all time sitting on our tractors...I know several guys who are or have been serving officers,

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1157153638854806892006-09-01T16:18:00.000-07:002006-09-01T16:34:05.486-07:00

that I have not posted any drivel in over a month, so I decided to remedy that.This has been one of the most... interesting years of my life so far. I got involved in a new business venture back in May (right about the time I had to start mowing hay) and that has pretty much taken all of my free time this summer. Things are starting to calm down a little now, which is a good thing, because it's

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1154115015645054472006-07-28T12:18:00.000-07:002006-07-28T12:30:15.680-07:00

I have a wonderment 'bout sumthin.A local fellow who is big into Civil War relics was injured pretty badly earlier this week when a CW era shell he was trying to defuse exploded.I have met the guy, but I don't really know him that well. From what I can gather part of his livelihood was defusing shells for relic hunters. Some of the CW buffs around here are raising mortal hell about the Sheriff's

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1152068675419279332006-07-04T20:03:00.000-07:002006-07-04T20:04:35.450-07:00

Or at least, when rakes and gateposts collide...

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1151509178789316312006-06-28T06:54:00.000-07:002006-06-28T08:39:38.970-07:00

Rob Smith has left us. I never had the chance to meet Rob, but I did exchange a couple of emails with him. He was kind enough to blogroll me a while back and even occasionally left a comment. I always thought I'd go to a Jawja blogmeet and meet him, along with Dax, Donnie and the rest of the crowd, but I never got my ducks in a row to do it. That is something I will always regret.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1150744247242655582006-06-19T12:01:00.000-07:002006-06-19T12:10:47.300-07:00

Since I'm almost finished with hay for now. If we don't get some rain soon, there won't be any more hay this year.Managed to get another 27 rolls over the weekend. That makes 66 in the past two weeks. Bigger brother got the square baler cobbled back together, but he doesn't think it will last long, so I am in the market for another square baler (wonder if it would be easier to fix one of the

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1150076236470772802006-06-11T18:16:00.000-07:002006-06-11T18:37:16.506-07:00

It has been an interesting weekend. Between TC and myself, we've managed to break three balers in two days, one of them (mine) multiple times. Two Gehl 1400s and a JD 435. We finally called it quits after mine (which was the last one working) lost a bearing. It almost caught on fire, but I smelled the smoke before that happened.The 435 is another story. Lost a bearing in it. Had the roll that TC

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1149907982779485742006-06-09T19:36:00.000-07:002006-06-09T19:53:02.843-07:00

I have a few observations;I really, really, really need to not go overboard next time someone offers me a good deal on chicken litter. It took nearly twelve hours to mow ten acres. I normally mow that much in three hours or less (if the Ferguson is running good).Also;I hate vetch.I hate closed throat balers.I hate rebuilding drive shafts (disk mower).I hate getting hydraulic fluid in my cell

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1147374078715415312006-05-11T11:57:00.000-07:002006-05-11T12:01:50.046-07:00

At the risk of making all three of you mad, I fear that must forgo the blogging bidness for a short time. As lousy as I've been at it lately, most people won't even notice a difference. I hope to get back to making my thrice monthly posts soon.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1145838875097207912006-04-23T17:30:00.000-07:002006-04-23T17:34:35.110-07:00

Lookee what bigger brother done went and done.An' this was after I told him that track had too much slack in it and needed to be run out...It was a little too muddy to mess with yesterday after this happened, but later this week when it dries it shouldn't be too much of a problem to get it back on. It should be a lot easier than putting 'em back on the Caterpiller. We'll see what happens.

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1145586701971745962006-04-20T19:22:00.000-07:002006-04-23T17:37:39.463-07:00

Well, it was a year ago today that my sweetie and I spent the evening helping Lucy bring her pride and joy into the world. I think he's growing up to be a good'un, he has a little bit of an attitude, but he seems to be growing out of that.He just looks like a troublemaker don't he?

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1144991118475363602006-04-13T21:47:00.000-07:002006-04-13T22:08:54.800-07:00

I finally broke down and plowed my little garden spot today. I must admit I feel kinda stupid plowing a little plot that isn't even a quarter acre with an 80hp tractor, but it's the only one I have that will pull the bog harrow.And to make me look even more white trash than usual, the Ferguson is completely naked. I have all of the sheetmetal off so we can paint it.As to why I'm using a Bog

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1144675372321286152006-04-10T06:22:00.000-07:002006-04-10T06:24:53.666-07:00

General Lee's Farewell to the Army of Northern VirginiaAfter four years of arduous service, marked by unsurpassed courage and fortitude, the Army of Northern Virginia has been compelled to yield to overwhelming numbers and resources.I need not tell the survivors of so many hard-fought battles who have remained steadfast to the last that I have consented to this result from no distrust of them;

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I brought home two pickup loads today. TC, who was kind enough to help me bring my plunder home, had about half on his truck and I carried the rest in my truck.We looked like Steptoe & Son driving down the road. Scary. What did I buy? Well, it wasn't a baler... The Case inline brought $5100, which isn't bad considering that new Hesstons start around 13k for the cheap one.No, I bought tractor

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I have been in a piss-poor humor for the past couple of months, which is probably a big part of why I have pretty much quit writing. I am trying to get back into it, but I just can't bring myself to do it. The past four weeks I have been in an even worse humor, because I made the decision to stop a bad habit that I have had for nearly twenty five years. It is not easy. I've just about driven

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A true American hero, Desmond Doss has passed away at the age of 87. I've never met the man, but he lived not too terribly far from me. He was a medic with the 77th Infantry Division during the Second World War and was the first conscientious objector in the history of the U.S. Military to win the Congressional Medal of Honor. You can read the citation here.

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with my record of being Mr. Romance, I bought my honey a riding lawnmower as an early Easter present.And no, she hasn't threatened me with divorce... yet.

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Lots of folks have stopped by to visit today thanks to a link from the kind folks at Castle Arrrgh, so I figure the least I can do is put up another shot of the Blakeslee...I looked through my high(er) res photos of the Boat Anchors Horse Pistols to see if there was another shot I could post, but there wasn't. But on closer inspection of the pictures I have, I am beginning to think that lineup

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I almost titled this post "Habits old and New" which is an old Hank Jr. Song/Album title. This has been a very interesting past couple of days. And by interesting I don't mean in a good way. For various reasons which I may or may not go into later, I am trying to break a bad habit that I've cultivated for more than twenty years. So far I'm doing ok, but I am far from being out of the woods. If I

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I did get to go the relic show earlier this month, once again I came home with an armload of books. I didn't really see a lot there to catch my eye except for this nice display of Colt boat anchors horse pistols.Nice collection huh? I have no idea if they were for sale or not, but the Walker alone (top) would fetch several thousand dollars, possibly as much as ten. I have no idee because I don't

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or some other latin phraseI have wanted a '58 pattern Cavalry greatcoat for years. I finally got one, at a decent price, off eBay. Problem is, when I got it, the damn thing was too small. It is supposed to be a large or extra-large, which for a normal jacket would be too small, but since the greatcoat was meant to be worn over a uniform coat they're cut a little big.Not this one. I'd say it's

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That I do not have a romantic bone in my body, I bought my darling bride a wheelbarrow for VD.ok, I also got her a card and a box o' chocolate, but the wheelbarrow was the main gift...

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To use the vernacular of the great sage of south Mississippi, Jerry Clower;"The well... has done went dry."

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of using chickensh*t for fertilizer is having to give the dogs a bath every day. Elvis likes to roll... no, wallow in it. Wouldn't matter were he an outside dog, but since he has because an indoor/outdoor dog (who likes to sleep on the furniture) this can be a little bit of a problem.Oh well, it's supposed to rain tonight. That'll take care of it until the next time at least.

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On a closer examination, TC is getting leery of the Allis. The boy what owns it now... well, lets just say that I don't think his bread is done...He brought it out to a job site (still with that crossmember broken mind you) and managed to immediately tear the hydraulic pump out of it. Looks like a train wreck don't it?Here's a side view. It looks like it's missing an idler from underneath the top

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An old farmer went into to town one day to go to the Feed n' Seed. Whilst he was there, someone stole the posthole diggers out of the back of his truck. He called the Sheriff out there and was just raising cain about it. Told the Sheriff "I want you to find whoever done this and be right quick about it!"The Sheriff, who was somewhat taken aback by the man's obvious passion, asked "Now are you

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As Big Daddy Possum mentioned earlier this week, but I don't it matter 'cause all four five of you normally leave comments anyway.Moving right along, I didn't get to try out the chainsaw-on-a-stick, or rather I did, but I going to have to read the manual... that's a hard thing for a guy to admit, but it's true. Something is not quite functioning right. I did have it running, but not at a fast

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I received a Lowes gift certificate for Christmas. Now that, my friends, is something useful. The problem lay in how to use it? Should I hold on to it, use it sparingly on small purchases and keep more of my hard earned money? Never! Why would I do a thing like that?I blew the whole thing today to soften the cash outlay for this contraption. Yes indeed, I bought myself a chainsaw on a stick. And

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Got up to the house this evening, my boy Elvis (as in Elvis the coonhound) is standing at the door wanting to come inside, its cold and he's been out all day. Let him in and figure out right quickly that he needs to go back out. I first thought he'd been rolling in my freshly spread chickenshit, but I actually think he's been playing with a three-days-dead polecat. He was rank. I believe that's

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and reach over to adjust my rearview mirror and PLOP! It falls off into the floorboard. I drive around without the silly thing for two or three days before I really get tired of not being able to see what's behind me so I run by the parts store and pick up one of those mirror repair doo-lollys.This morning, I finally get motivated enough to fix the thing. Take the little metal doo-hicky that the

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To all three four of you!Sorry, but I have no profound thoughts, no resolutions and no 2005 top ten list to share, but I would like to say that I hope everyone has a safe and enjoyable (and relatively sober) holiday. And make sure ya'll eat plenty of black-eyed peas and turnip greens tomorrow!Hmmm, truth to tell, I don't know that I think much of that particular superstition... it's never made me

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Not really, but I did run unto a heckuva deal today. All the chicken litter (for fertilizer) I want for 35 bucks a spreader-truck load. One little bitty tiny problem. The fields where I need it the most are far and away too wet to get into with a spreader truck. I told him I'd take five or six loads anyway and have it put on my high ground. I'm hoping this will do my pastures some good come

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to the old fart discussion, I went to my twenty year high school reunion a couple of months back. Now, I'll confess I had no intentions of going. This was the weekend after I came back from Sunbelt and I had planned on using that as an excuse. I didn't write about it because there was really nothing noteworthy about it (from my point of view, other folks thought it was a smashing success).It was

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but there are four of these monsters on ebay right now, one in Iowa and three in Texas... all for under 10k.I don't know what I'd do with it if I had one , but it's for durn sure I'd be the only kid in the neighborhood with one.Note: Photo shamelessly stolen from one of the ebay listings.

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Santy Claus was good to me, or Sweetie was. Not positive who is responsible. I got something useful for a change, a Dremel tool which more freaking attachments than you can shake a stick at. I have already used it to ream out an Enfield spike bayonet (that I've been working on off and on for seven years with a rat-tail file) to fit my Sharps. I am sure that I will be able to find many, many

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This becoming an old fart stuff must be contagious, because both Big Daddy Possum and Little A have written grumpy old man posts this week.I neglected to mention that my driving habits have changed, I now drive like a little old man now too. Much to the fury of all the yuppies that live on my road, 35-45 is about as fast as I go anywhere other than the interstate. P*ss on 'em. They ain't going to

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It's all German to me.I finally broke out of my reading funk last week. I am halfway finished with David Hackett Fischer's Washington's Crossing. It is one of the best Rev War books I've ever read. I have never really studied the revolution to any great extent, but from what I'm reading now, the tradition version of the battle of Trenton that we were taught in school is completely wrong.From what

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It has been a slow awakening, but I have recently came to a scary realization about myself.I first saw the signs a couple of years ago, the first one being my attitude towards what passes for fashion amongst the teenage crowd. I surprised myself (and my bride) one day when the words "If that was my daughter, I'll be damned if I'd let her leave the house dressed like that." escaped from my lips.

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about the kudzu...This is what it looked like after we'd cleaned enough off to check the tires.Our little expedition turned out to be what is a typical event (or adventure) for me. In not-so-nice words, it was a Mongolian cluster-f*ck.I should have known we were off to a bad start when TC had me pull the JD off with his little 165 Ferguson... See, the generator is bad and won't charge the

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Tomorrow should be an interesting day. I am going with TC to do a little repo job, not anything sexy like a car, not even something mundane like a truck.We're off to repo an offset disc harrow.This is a rather boring story, but it is sufficently strange that I feel the need to chronicle the event.TC loaned this thing to a guy down the road about five years ago and he never brought it back. He had

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I have been remiss in updating the bogroll, if anyone has changed sites or anything of that nature, let me know. I've not done much blog reading lately either.

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Heard this yesterday, fellow that told me swears the story is true, but I tend to think it may actually be one of those stories that we normally call a Redneck Fairy Tale. Y'know, the stories that usually begin with "Ya'll ain't gonna believe this sh$t!" Fellow over at the Gunshop yesterday was talking about some of his yankee kin being in town. They decided to go get a cup of coffee late one

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I haven't done this in a while, so I thought I would try it today.If all jobs paid the same and education and training were not an issue,1) What job would you most want to have?I think I'd like to try teaching history, maybe at a middle school or junior high level. Other than that, I like farming, but it don't pay the bills.2) What job would you wish on your least favorite politician? Big Fat

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Rob is out of the Hospital and back to posting again.

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Why? Because I'm not in the humor to write.This is an Oliver Hart-Parr 18-27 (I think) dating from the 1930's. The "18" was the drawbar horsepower (in other words, how much it could pull), whereas the "27" was "Belt" horsepower, as in how large a belt driven implement it could run.This was down at Weeks Auction in Moultrie. Olivers of any model are not common in South Georgia, one this old is a

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Heard from a friend yesterday. He'd just fielded a call from the local political Mafia. They're trying to get him to run for school board. He has no interest in it at all, but they don't seem to be taking no for an answer. The people ragging him about it are his friends, whom he does not wish to offend, but he's afraid he's going to make someone mad. So he calls asking me how to extricate himself

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Stopped and looked at four Ferguson tractors sitting by the road today with for sale signs on 'em. Dr, who was with me, pointed this out to me and asked (jokingly) if this ball was welded on the front bumper so people could take their tractors on vacation with 'em.And of course, I'm never going to turn down the chance to put more $hitty photography out on the web!Speaking of which, I have a few

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The Last of the Light Brigade There were thirty million English who talked of England's might,There were twenty broken troopers who lacked a bed for the night.They had neither food nor money, they had neither service nor trade;They were only shiftless soldiers, the last of the Light Brigade.They felt that life was fleeting; they knew not that art was long,That though they were dying of famine,

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Since I'm too lazy to write, I have some shots from an antique tractor auction a couple of weeks ago in Cleveland Tennessee. I have no idea what anything brought, didn't stay that long. I did get the impression that there were a lot of no-sales though.Here we have a detail shot of the engine of a beautifully restored Case SC. Someone put some serious time and money into this little jewel. Note

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One of my neighbors told me an interesting little tale of his youth here while back, which I found vastly amusing. The story that follows is based upon that and is more or less true, but what's true and what's exaggeration is up to the imagination of the reader.We were talking about Old Jack, a fellow who used to live up the road. Now Jack passed away many years ago, but when he was alive he had

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Soon.I admit I have been in the grip of a most peculair lethargy for the past month or so. Most likely stress, but it could very well be simple laziness. It has even carried over into my reading. I recently obtained a Regimental History of the Seventh Pennsylvania Cavalry (of whom I've heard rumors of an actual sabre charge at Chickamauga, of all places. I can't think of another battlefield I've

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These aren't the droids you're looking for.

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I am not a football fan, never have been, so I don't follow college ball at all, other than a vague awareness that Tennessee played Alabama last weekend and that Alabama won.Apparently this hasn't happened for a while and the Tennessee folks was some upset about it, but I think I have an explanation for ya'll.I heard Condi Rice was at the game. She probably used Karl Rove's mind control device to

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Cletus n' Luther are a'tryin' to diagnose my starting problems with this beast.This is about as bad as the time I called TC and held the phone up to the Ferguson engine so he could tell me what was wrong with it...To be completely honest, I have a fair idee of what's wrong with the Deutz, I just haven't gotten ambitious enough to try an' fix it yet. 'Sides, you never can tell when a third party

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As an explanation for the previous post, we came back the looooooong way. Went over to Fitzgerald and came up 441 all the way through to Homer, which is up in Northeast Georgia. We picked up a load of post-hole diggers at a place there for Tony and then proceeded home through the mountains.I was confident that we wouldn't get lost, as I left a trail of boiled peanuts by the side of the road from

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I ain't never been lost... been powerful confused for a month or two, but never lost. Anybody know what movie that was from? hmmm?Seriously, we weren't lost, but we were so far out in the sticks that there was one town we went through that had what looked like a Morton building for the bank and a doublewide with bob-wire around it for a county jail...Ok, that was a slight exaggeration. Very

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to Sunbelt. Be back Friday afternoon sometime.

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Went to an equipment sale today, looking for another hay wagon, brought home a Gehl 260 gyro rake. Dirt cheap. Funny thing is, I didn't even bid on it, TC did... I was on the damn phone and missed it. He knew I'd been looking at it, no-one seemed to be interested in it (rotary rakes ain't real popular 'round here) so he bought it for me. Probably the cheapest rake we've ever bought, this now

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When using a pressure washer to clean an aluminum stock trailer that has floor and walls covered with 6+ inches of dried cowsh*t, it is best not to begin operations from the inside. Dried cowsh*t turns liquid, very, very quickly. And tends to splatter... I would go so far to say ricochet.The results are not pretty, if you don't believe me, ask my bride!

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I am often the butt of other peoples humor, sometimes intentionally, sometimes completely inadvertently. I like to think I have a good sense of humor, so I tend to go along with it because I like a good laugh myself.Got to talking to DR this evening and it put me to mind of something that happened a few years ago. DR's been doing some work for Toby to make some extra walking-around-money. Mostly

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I've been around relic hunters for many years, most of them understand that Uncle Sam tends to frown upon folks walking around with metal detectors in our national parks. But occasionally you have some greedy dork who missed class that day.On a related note, I was watching Junkin the other night (which is a sort of redneck Antiques Roadshow) and they came accross some guy at an Alabama flea

Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05477925925806625911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6049505.post-1128824534392690802005-10-08T19:15:00.000-07:002005-10-10T05:27:34.276-07:00

Catfish has a damn good post about nanny-statism. It's not very long, but well worth the read.

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Would it be considered heathenish to post photos and descriptions of some of my surplus scrap iron, AKA failed Moron Projects™ on the sidebar in hopes that one of the three people a day who drop by might actually be interested in buying said scrap iron?For instance, I have a New Holland 1010 stackwagon that I'm not using. It works, just looks ugly. It doesn't do too well in my small fields and

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Gene has about ten or fifteen acres of Tifton 44 getting rained on right now. That, my friends, is an exceedingly rare occurrence. He's pretty canny and watches the weather real close when he starts mowing. I've thought back as far as I can remember and I don't ever recall him getting any of his hay wet before.I'm wondering if'in this is maybe some kind of inherited curse, 'cause the field in

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