Rybren
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I'll be the balding and half-deaf old giesser in the plaid woolen shirt standing by the first igloo on your left.
How this Geezer did it in the beginning
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I'll be the balding and half-deaf old giesser in the plaid woolen shirt standing by the first igloo on your left.
oldreefer76
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Nice looking family !! Paul I have always enjoyed your posts over the years
steamer51
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Know what you mean about leaving Times Square to the tourists. I live at the home of the Kentucky Derby and fewer locals brave the crowds every year for the race. Some even leave town for the weekend. Friday before the Derby on Saturday is the Ky Oaks race which is the best of the Fillies for the year and that is where the locals turn out to party.
biecacka
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Yes Paul it's crazy there but even more so on New Year's Eve. In fact one year I went for the ball and witnessed a man peeing on another man(friend maybe) leg in a drunken state. Both guys must have been hammered tho because the guy either didn't realize it or didn't care because the urine was warm!! :lol:
Corey
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That is why they tell you to bring or wear a diaper/depend anyway I thought? You are standing in line, once in, you can't move anyway so not like you are leaving to take a Pee break
That is unless you are an A list'er who can do such a thing.
Me, forget it. Just won't happen (I'm from Cali anyway) but if I was to do this then I'd hold up high and look down. That way I'm not in the mess down below.
biecacka
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^^^this!!! I've been a few times when I was younger. Now I'd have NO desire to go back
:dance::dance:
Corey
Paul B
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Today we have about 8" of snow here. If it was 20 years ago I would have made a couple of thousand dollars by now. I already snow blowed 5 or my neighbors houses but it is still coming down fairly hard so I will have to do it again later. I have some old neighbors and I don't want them getting a heart attack. My snow blower is about 30 years old and I keep it running in top condition although I had to change some bearings last year, the chain and belts. I knew it was going to snow so yesterday I gassed it up and ran it so I knew I would not have any problems. I noticed some of my neighbors trying to start theirs. I also ran my generator yesterday. To me, these things are a no brainer but so many people wait until it snows or the power goes out to start these things. It is frustrating because I know that any minute my bell is going to ring and it will be a neighbor asking for help starting their machine. The guy across the street from me has a generator and the day before hurricane Sandy he told me it didn't start and he was going to wait to see if the power went out during the hurricane to work on it. I said, no, lets fix it now because I know you will be at my door in the midst of the hurricane wanting me to start the thing for you. The power went out for 4 days, but I fixed it for him before that.
I think it's rude to let your equipment fall apart then ask someone who takes care of theirs to get yours running in an emergency.
Maybe it's me. :sad2:
I think it's rude to let your equipment fall apart then ask someone who takes care of theirs to get yours running in an emergency.
Maybe it's me. :sad2:
Paul B
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I just read back a few pages where I posted about that Willy's Jeep I had. I am remembering another short story about that. Just after I got that Jeep my wife and I went to a show in Manhattan. I don't remember if it was an opera (I doubt it) or the Christmas Show at Radio City, or a play but we went there for something and our other car didn't have 4 wheel drive so we took the Jeep as it was supposed to snow.
So we go to this parking lot where you can park your own car. It was probably the last parking lot like that in Manhattan. Anyway my wife was all dressed up in her gown and I must have had on a suit. (I hate suits, stupid invention) My wife was fighting with me because we were taking in the Jeep. We get to the parking lot and the snow was not falling yet and this Porshe pulls in next to me. This couple gets out dressed up like they were going to Marie Antoinette's coronation or at least the showing of Justin Bieber's first hair cut. My wife slinks down in the seat because she doesn't want the snooty people seeing her get out of this old Jeep. After the snoots leave, we go into the Play, or whatever it was. When we came out, it was snowing and there was maybe 4" of snow on the ground. As we get closer to my Jeep we hear this yelling.
The parking lot was plowed and the plow left a little hill of snow in back of all the cars. The guy with the Porche was yelling "PUSH" as he was in the car rocking it back and forth with the clutch. The Lady, in her high heels, diamonds and very expensive mink was in front pushing the car over the little mound of snow.
Now my wife is happy as we get in our ugly Jeep and sail over the snow like Chris Christie would roll over a new born pod.
It was a good day and my wife never again said one bad thing about that Willy's Jeep. :dance:
So we go to this parking lot where you can park your own car. It was probably the last parking lot like that in Manhattan. Anyway my wife was all dressed up in her gown and I must have had on a suit. (I hate suits, stupid invention) My wife was fighting with me because we were taking in the Jeep. We get to the parking lot and the snow was not falling yet and this Porshe pulls in next to me. This couple gets out dressed up like they were going to Marie Antoinette's coronation or at least the showing of Justin Bieber's first hair cut. My wife slinks down in the seat because she doesn't want the snooty people seeing her get out of this old Jeep. After the snoots leave, we go into the Play, or whatever it was. When we came out, it was snowing and there was maybe 4" of snow on the ground. As we get closer to my Jeep we hear this yelling.
The parking lot was plowed and the plow left a little hill of snow in back of all the cars. The guy with the Porche was yelling "PUSH" as he was in the car rocking it back and forth with the clutch. The Lady, in her high heels, diamonds and very expensive mink was in front pushing the car over the little mound of snow.
Now my wife is happy as we get in our ugly Jeep and sail over the snow like Chris Christie would roll over a new born pod.
It was a good day and my wife never again said one bad thing about that Willy's Jeep. :dance:
This is one of my favorite posts ever!
Happy New Year Paul! I'm looking forward to another whole year of great entertainment here. My best to you and yours.
Happy New Year Paul! I'm looking forward to another whole year of great entertainment here. My best to you and yours.
Paul B
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Rumjahn, thank you. These stories occasionally re-pop into my head after years of dormancy, but I did have a lot of fun and made a lot of money with that Jeep. Another time my wife got mad at me about that Jeep was in another snow storm. I am not sure if it was the same storm where I plowed the Grand Central Parkway all the way to the Chrysler building and drove back through the New York Worlds Fair but it may have been.
I was out plowing, making a lot of money and a guy ran up to me and said, he needs to get his truck out but he has no money. He said his truck was all the way at the far end of a street, about 200 yards away and his street was covered in 18" of fresh snow.
I said, what do you have? He said he sells cheese cakes and could give me a few. So I plowed his street and freed his truck for a couple of cheese cakes.
My wife said, What are you, crazy? All that work for cheesecake.
I said, I like cheesecake, what can I tell you.
I already had all the money I needed for a while and the guy needed help. Even if he only had apple turnovers I would have helped him. After all, the Jeep did most of the work, I was just there to enjoy the cheesecake.
But it was a fun time because no vehicle could go where I could go as there were no 4 wheel drives.
That same morning I was plowing near the Worlds Fair and a woman came up to me to ask if I could plow this nursing home. The place was so covered in snow that I didn't know where the roads or paths were so she directed me. She told me to move this pile of snow that was there from the last snow fall, so I backed up to take a running start as the hill was higher than my Jeep. I hit the hill of "snow" and almost went through the window (no seat belts in those days and the "air bag" was the window) The Jeep jumped into the air and the plow was standing verticle, lifting the entire front of the vehicle off the ground by a couple of feet. There was a cement bench in that pile of snow and she didn't think that was something I needed to know.
The plow broke off the chassis of the Jeep and I couldn't make left turns. I chained up the plow so I could manage to drive and I went to a body shop that I knew that had a welder. I made a deal with him to fix the Jeep and I would plow his place. So he fixed it and I was back in business. But now I was wary of big piles of snow near Nursing homes. :headwally:
I was out plowing, making a lot of money and a guy ran up to me and said, he needs to get his truck out but he has no money. He said his truck was all the way at the far end of a street, about 200 yards away and his street was covered in 18" of fresh snow.
I said, what do you have? He said he sells cheese cakes and could give me a few. So I plowed his street and freed his truck for a couple of cheese cakes.
My wife said, What are you, crazy? All that work for cheesecake.
I said, I like cheesecake, what can I tell you.
I already had all the money I needed for a while and the guy needed help. Even if he only had apple turnovers I would have helped him. After all, the Jeep did most of the work, I was just there to enjoy the cheesecake.
But it was a fun time because no vehicle could go where I could go as there were no 4 wheel drives.
That same morning I was plowing near the Worlds Fair and a woman came up to me to ask if I could plow this nursing home. The place was so covered in snow that I didn't know where the roads or paths were so she directed me. She told me to move this pile of snow that was there from the last snow fall, so I backed up to take a running start as the hill was higher than my Jeep. I hit the hill of "snow" and almost went through the window (no seat belts in those days and the "air bag" was the window) The Jeep jumped into the air and the plow was standing verticle, lifting the entire front of the vehicle off the ground by a couple of feet. There was a cement bench in that pile of snow and she didn't think that was something I needed to know.
The plow broke off the chassis of the Jeep and I couldn't make left turns. I chained up the plow so I could manage to drive and I went to a body shop that I knew that had a welder. I made a deal with him to fix the Jeep and I would plow his place. So he fixed it and I was back in business. But now I was wary of big piles of snow near Nursing homes. :headwally:
Paul B
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I just finished taking down my Christmas lights as I am sure many on here already did. When I started it last week we had a lot of snow, then it went down to 3 degrees, then we had torrential rain. But now that is finished and I will have to do some maintenance on my homemade Christmas decorations. I have a big train, plane and Jack in the Box. The plane has a motor in it that slowly spins the propeller. The motor has a short and trips the breaker. I will probably have to look for another motor but I have a year to find one.
In a few days I have to go to Florida on business and It reminded me about a Florida story.
I remember this guy that used to work for me. Lets call him Warren. Oh wait, that is his real name so to protect his Identity lets call him Sam. Sam was not a real Dapper Dan, he would come to work in dirty clothes, and put on different dirty clothes to work in, then put on the original dirty clothes to go home in. Anyway, he told me a good story about what he does in Florida and what I should do. (Sam was also very cheap) He told me that he stays in the cheapest, flea bitten hotel he could find, then he goes over to a really nice hotel with his bathing suit on and sits near their pool. He did this because that's where the best looking Babes hung out. Not that there was much change they would look at him, but that was his MO.
Sam sometimes drove me home from work and that drive was about 35 minutes. The first time he drove me, as I got in his old Bonneville with a T Roof, he handed me a bucket. I said, what is this for? He said it was going to rain and the roof leaked. OK, so I am sitting there with this bucket and it was dark. He opened up the ash tray and was fiddling with something. I said, what are you looking for? He said, the light switch. He pulls out a light switch, the same kind that you have in your house and he has it connected to wires that he can pull out of the ash tray about 3' to turn on the headlights.
OK so we are driving home and I am getting stupefied and passing out.
I said, what is that smell? He said, the car had no exhaust pipe so he made one out of a piece of electrical tubing but it only reached about to where my seat was, and the exhaust comes through this huge hole in the floor under my seat.
Luckily I have a gas mask with me as the job we were building was a NYC garbage incinerator. So I put on the gas mask and am sitting there holding the bucket with the head light switch and tangled wires on my lap.
Sam said, why are you wearing that gas mask? The cops are going to think there is something wrong with the car. I said, You Think!
As we are driving I noticed that the seats were made out of duct tape. They didn't have tape on them, they were made out of duct tape. I asked Sam about that and he said, his dog ate the seats.
So we make it to his house and he wants me to see something in his house. I really wanted to get out of this death trap anyway.
We go in the house and there is cases of dog food stacked to the ceiling and he made a path in between them to get to his kitchen. I noticed that everything in the kitchen including the counter top, sink, stove and refrigerator was brush painted yellow. Snow plow yellow. I was afraid to ask but I said, Sam, what is with the yellow motif? Of course he found a can of yellow paint at the garbage incinerator we were building. Of course, how silly of me. So Sam drives me home and my wife is outside. We pull up to my house and I have on a gas mask with a bucket and wires on my lap.
She thought there was some kind of national emergency like a toxic waste spill or an anthrax scare.
Then of course I was not allowed to drive home with Sam any more. :sad2:
In a few days I have to go to Florida on business and It reminded me about a Florida story.
I remember this guy that used to work for me. Lets call him Warren. Oh wait, that is his real name so to protect his Identity lets call him Sam. Sam was not a real Dapper Dan, he would come to work in dirty clothes, and put on different dirty clothes to work in, then put on the original dirty clothes to go home in. Anyway, he told me a good story about what he does in Florida and what I should do. (Sam was also very cheap) He told me that he stays in the cheapest, flea bitten hotel he could find, then he goes over to a really nice hotel with his bathing suit on and sits near their pool. He did this because that's where the best looking Babes hung out. Not that there was much change they would look at him, but that was his MO.
Sam sometimes drove me home from work and that drive was about 35 minutes. The first time he drove me, as I got in his old Bonneville with a T Roof, he handed me a bucket. I said, what is this for? He said it was going to rain and the roof leaked. OK, so I am sitting there with this bucket and it was dark. He opened up the ash tray and was fiddling with something. I said, what are you looking for? He said, the light switch. He pulls out a light switch, the same kind that you have in your house and he has it connected to wires that he can pull out of the ash tray about 3' to turn on the headlights.
OK so we are driving home and I am getting stupefied and passing out.
I said, what is that smell? He said, the car had no exhaust pipe so he made one out of a piece of electrical tubing but it only reached about to where my seat was, and the exhaust comes through this huge hole in the floor under my seat.
Luckily I have a gas mask with me as the job we were building was a NYC garbage incinerator. So I put on the gas mask and am sitting there holding the bucket with the head light switch and tangled wires on my lap.
Sam said, why are you wearing that gas mask? The cops are going to think there is something wrong with the car. I said, You Think!
As we are driving I noticed that the seats were made out of duct tape. They didn't have tape on them, they were made out of duct tape. I asked Sam about that and he said, his dog ate the seats.
So we make it to his house and he wants me to see something in his house. I really wanted to get out of this death trap anyway.
We go in the house and there is cases of dog food stacked to the ceiling and he made a path in between them to get to his kitchen. I noticed that everything in the kitchen including the counter top, sink, stove and refrigerator was brush painted yellow. Snow plow yellow. I was afraid to ask but I said, Sam, what is with the yellow motif? Of course he found a can of yellow paint at the garbage incinerator we were building. Of course, how silly of me. So Sam drives me home and my wife is outside. We pull up to my house and I have on a gas mask with a bucket and wires on my lap.
She thought there was some kind of national emergency like a toxic waste spill or an anthrax scare.
Then of course I was not allowed to drive home with Sam any more. :sad2:
reeftanknewbie
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Paul
Just checking in to see how you are surviving the winter and how is the new addition to your family.
Just checking in to see how you are surviving the winter and how is the new addition to your family.
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