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I’ve had an Excalibur Exocet for quite a while. It’s done me right. Mr. Trowbridge built a great bow.👌View attachment 2182163
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See that nice rack makes a home for someone.

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While watching "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" in bed, I turned to my wife and asked, "Want to have sex?"
Without even glancing my way, she replied, "No."
"Is that your final answer?" I asked.
"Yes," she said firmly.
"Alright," I said, "then I’d like to phone a friend."
And that’s when the fight began.

We went out to a restaurant, and the waiter took my order first.
"I'll have the rump steak, rare," I said.
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?"
"Nah," I replied, "she can order for herself."
And that’s when the fight began.

At her high school reunion, my wife couldn’t stop staring at a drunken man at a nearby table.
"Do you know him?" I asked.
"Yes," she sighed. "He’s my old boyfriend. I hear he started drinking right after we broke up and hasn’t been sober since."
I said, "Wow! Who knew someone could celebrate that long?"
And that’s when the fight began.

When the lawn mower broke, my wife kept hinting I should fix it, but I always had other priorities.
One day, I came home to find her in the yard, cutting the grass with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched for a moment, then silently went into the house. When I returned, I handed her a toothbrush and said, "When you’re done, you might as well sweep the driveway too."
The doctors say I’ll recover, but I’ll always walk with a limp.

My wife sat next to me as I was flipping through channels.
"What’s on TV?" she asked.
"Dust," I replied.
And that’s when the fight began.

One Saturday, I got up early to go fishing, but heavy rain and wind forced me to cancel.
I quietly undressed and slipped back into bed, cuddling up to my wife. "Terrible weather out there," I whispered.
Without turning around, she replied, "Can you believe my idiot husband went out fishing in this?"
And that’s when the fight began.

When I went to apply for Social Security, I realized I’d forgotten my ID.
The clerk asked me to unbutton my shirt, and when she saw my silver chest hair, she said, "That’s proof enough," and processed my application.
Excitedly, I told my wife the story when I got home.
She said, "You should’ve dropped your pants; they might’ve given you disability too."
And that’s when the fight began.

One morning, my wife stood in front of the mirror, unhappy with her reflection.
"I feel old, fat, and ugly," she said. "I need a compliment."
I replied, "Your eyesight is perfect."
And that’s when the fight began

One Christmas, I bought my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a gift.
The next year, I didn’t get her anything.
When she asked why, I said, "Well, you haven’t used last year’s gift yet!"
And that’s when the fight began.
 

Oregon Viking said:
While watching "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" in bed, I turned to my wife and asked, "Want to have sex?"
Without even glancing my way, she replied, "No."
"Is that your final answer?" I asked.
"Yes," she said firmly.
"Alright," I said, "then I’d like to phone a friend."
And that’s when the fight began.

We went out to a restaurant, and the waiter took my order first.
"I'll have the rump steak, rare," I said.
He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?"
"Nah," I replied, "she can order for herself."
And that’s when the fight began.

At her high school reunion, my wife couldn’t stop staring at a drunken man at a nearby table.
"Do you know him?" I asked.
"Yes," she sighed. "He’s my old boyfriend. I hear he started drinking right after we broke up and hasn’t been sober since."
I said, "Wow! Who knew someone could celebrate that long?"
And that’s when the fight began.

When the lawn mower broke, my wife kept hinting I should fix it, but I always had other priorities.
One day, I came home to find her in the yard, cutting the grass with a tiny pair of sewing scissors.
I watched for a moment, then silently went into the house. When I returned, I handed her a toothbrush and said, "When you’re done, you might as well sweep the driveway too."
The doctors say I’ll recover, but I’ll always walk with a limp.

My wife sat next to me as I was flipping through channels.
"What’s on TV?" she asked.
"Dust," I replied.
And that’s when the fight began.

One Saturday, I got up early to go fishing, but heavy rain and wind forced me to cancel.
I quietly undressed and slipped back into bed, cuddling up to my wife. "Terrible weather out there," I whispered.
Without turning around, she replied, "Can you believe my idiot husband went out fishing in this?"
And that’s when the fight began.

When I went to apply for Social Security, I realized I’d forgotten my ID.
The clerk asked me to unbutton my shirt, and when she saw my silver chest hair, she said, "That’s proof enough," and processed my application.
Excitedly, I told my wife the story when I got home.
She said, "You should’ve dropped your pants; they might’ve given you disability too."
And that’s when the fight began.

One morning, my wife stood in front of the mirror, unhappy with her reflection.
"I feel old, fat, and ugly," she said. "I need a compliment."
I replied, "Your eyesight is perfect."
And that’s when the fight began

One Christmas, I bought my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a gift.
The next year, I didn’t get her anything.
When she asked why, I said, "Well, you haven’t used last year’s gift yet!"
And that’s when the fight began.
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Your a dead man walking bro!
"I once knew a Viking from Oregon.
He just didn't get women was what goin' on.
He gave his wife a sharp blade knife.
Then the Viking was no longer goin on."
 

pepperj said:
I plowed and I see another gift is arriving today and tonight.
Just 4-6 inches.

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Way above the K in Milwaukee in a straight line towards the last O in Ontario , across the last pink (inland lake water) is a Jesuit mission site. Not sure if the structure is original.
Never did check it out.
Brought a detector on another trip as there are more old sites about , but left it in the truck.
With age I'm more content to leave things where they are when the host country would have them left.

Somewhere is a picture of a young me &co. extracting a large boom chain from an old logs end on a shoreline.
Comprised of different kind of rings from those of the Jesuits. But I value then no less.

Did see some interesting relics not that far from there. Didn't think to or ask permission to photograph them.
What I call rocker style knives. And some socketed knives. Bracelets or arm bands.
And beads ect..
Dark but likely copper many of them. Socketed knives while rough looked forged as if iron..

Sent a Canadian detectorist pen pal and coin ect. swap guy my notes on old sights there. Never heard back if he visited any he wasn't familier with. (?)

Oh wait , the weather?
Temps for daytime highs are going to thaw a day or two then freeze good again. Then maybe another very brief thaw..Then freeze hard.
 

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Mornin all.



Just an old-fashioned love song
Playing on the radio
And wrapped around the music
Is the sound of someone promising they'll never go

You swear you've heard it before
As it slowly rambles on
No need in bringing 'em back
'Cause they're never really gone

Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me
Just an old-fashioned love song
Coming down in three part harmony

To weave our dreams upon and listen
To each evening when the lights are low
To underscore our love affair with tenderness and feelings
That we've come to know

You swear you've heard it before
As it slowly rambles on and on and
No need in bringing 'em back
'Cause they're never really gone

Just an old-fashioned love song
Coming down in three part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me

Just an old-fashioned love song
Coming down in three part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me

To weave our dreams upon and listen to a song

Just an old song, coming down
Just an old song
(One I'm sure they wrote for you and me)

Just an old song, coming down
Just an old song (just an old-fashioned love song)
(One I'm sure they wrote for you and me)

Just an old-fashioned love song
Coming down in three-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me

Just an old-fashioned love song
Coming down in three-part harmony
Just an old-fashioned love song
One I'm sure they wrote for you and me
Songwriters: Paul H. Williams

 

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