THE Random Chat Thread - AKA "The RCT" - No shirt or shoes required - Open 24 / 7

Good morning! Roller coaster spring weather here. We burned off the prairie yesterday. We got it done before the rain. A real good burn.
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So when I was a kid (7-8) I was terrified of being alone in the dark. My step dad who was a wonderful man but maybe a bit misguided Walked me to a small park about a block from our house. The walk was along the edge of a field and through a small tree row.

We hung out for about twenty mins on the swings as dusk was setting in. About the time the sky was losing its glow he suggested he push me on the marry go round. He did, it was fun he pushed faster until it was really spinning. Next thing I know he bolts! Ass and elbows all the way back to our house. 200 yards maybe.

I’m in the dark, alone, doing warp speed on this spinning wheel of death about to be eaten by the numerous beasts that hid in the shadows. Dragging one leg in desperation trying to slow its speed. Once below 200 MPH I bail and come to a dusty pile of wails and screams. Scramble to my feet I muster my best Flash impression back along the field to home. The dark nipping at my heals the whole way.

Hit the door like a battering ram, wet angry eyes absolutely pissed to find him sitting in his chair feet up with a huge shit eating grin on his face.

Dick move. God I miss that man. He was one of my best friends and worst enemy’s.

I’m no longer scared of the dark.
 

Now just the other day I sent a small request to a fellow pirate who will remain anonymous.
Right @releventchair
I asked very nicely to keep his crappy weather.
I know now it fell on deaf ears.
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On the bright side I am happy to see the numerous birds enjoying the feeders this AM.
That's a bonus as they were out enjoying nature's food for the past few weeks.
That I can say thank you RC for the white contribution.
 

I remember the bike jump. A flimsy piece of plywood on a cinder block. Half the time the wood would snap and I’m sure you know the rest.
more than one board got pulled before someone hit it but were too committed to stop.

One guy had a dirt bike. Not stating his family was rich ,but the guy had a dirt bike!!! Bad enough there were a couple kids in the world with eat your heart out minibikes. A trailbike or wobbly assed Dad made it go cart. Here was a genuine screamer.

Evil Knievel was getting some early attention then. Our classmate not wanting to be left out built some serious ramps.
And did well building too . ( Some rare folks are like that and something they construct remains intact for some mysterious reason. )
To offset his ability to build sturdy launching and landing ramps out of used wooden skids he gradually increased the number of trash cans placed in between them to jump over. Therefore removing the ho hum so you can fly a ways monotony and increase potential bandage use in time ; as speed and distance up the crash potential when points of "hang on!" contact are reduced through impact or force greater than the ability to cling like a fly on a windshield at low speed. (See earlier merry go round reference.).
We had faith that he could jump. And as the count of trash cans and distance between ramps gradually increased one question that begged to be asked was ; where he was getting the trash cans?
Somewhere just above (?) 20 cans his Dad spotted the set up.
How long he was off bike as a result Is now forgotten , but it was long enough that updates didn't follow and the thrill of ever-increasing danger was reduced.
Sure though to be off set in a multitude of ways ..

Concussion and injury requiring a Dr. record rates in my elementary school and their causation would be a riot to see today.
I'd be on there for sure. And far from alone!
 

Now just the other day I sent a small request to a fellow pirate who will remain anonymous.
Right @releventchair
I asked very nicely to keep his crappy weather.
I know now it fell on deaf ears.View attachment 2139036
On the bright side I am happy to see the numerous birds enjoying the feeders this AM.
That's a bonus as they were out enjoying nature's food for the past few weeks.
That I can say thank you RC for the white contribution.
Not deaf.
Serious ringing in the ears though.

You received just enough snow to deter tourists another day. Celebrate.

I see a mouse /mice trail in snow to suet her royal indoors insists upon feeding anything that wants it.
Tight to the house!
Mouse in trap in basement and three trapped outside and they're still coming.
Free suet and seeds! Party!

Some blue sky this morning.
 

Did anyone else play tag on bikes, don’t get hit by the basket balls thrown by an older brother. You can’t hit me, for a few passes. One well aimed shot that wedged itself just under the crank while your whizzing by. Something about the rear wheel of your bike being instantaneously rocketed upward tends to put wicked road rash on one’s face! Walk it off sissy.

Sure wish I was still indestructible.
 

Did anyone else play tag on bikes, don’t get hit by the basket balls thrown by an older brother. You can’t hit me, for a few passes. One well aimed shot that wedged itself just under the crank while your whizzing by. Something about the rear wheel of your bike being instantaneously rocketed upward tends to put wicked road rash on one’s face! Walk it off sissy.

Sure wish I was still indestructible.
Sling shot, then the apple on a long willow stick wars, (trenches, a few bushels of green apples ready, 20 willow sticks loaded) then invite the other group to war over the creek gully.
They didn't see that one coming-:laughing7:

Then early teen age it got to the pellet gun wars-ouch :BangHead:
He shot me first!
Could of lost an eye doing that!
(Well DAH! I almost lost one from him knocking me in the eye with a rock-remember?)

Yes now the world is nothing but a melting snowflake.
 

Sling shot, then the apple on a long willow stick wars, (trenches, a few bushels of green apples ready, 20 willow sticks loaded) then invite the other group to war over the creek gully.
They didn't see that one coming-:laughing7:

Then early teen age it got to the pellet gun wars-ouch :BangHead:
He shot me first!
Could of lost an eye doing that!
(Well DAH! I almost lost one from him knocking me in the eye with a rock-remember?)

Yes now the world is nothing but a melting snowflake.
And bottle rocket wars! 17-18 a buddy picked up a taser at a gun show. That sucked for a few days. Sit down next to someone just to get stuck in the kidneys with that thing.

I made certain that thing disappeared.


My wife and I were just driving home talking about todays kids having such a strong adverse reaction to a little pain. It’s really sad.

Christ the pain would continue until someone got so pissed things quickly escalated outa hand, small scuffle, lots of profanity. 30 mins later we’re off into whatever’s next like nothing happened.
 

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