Home Brewed Pucks

Chez Bubba · November 28, 2006, 05:25:38 PM

I'm loving this conversation between you guys! Yes, our globe is shrinking & it is very interesting to learn others' local terms. :)

On that note, let me introduce you to some of ours:

"Corn"--The stuff that occupies half of the land.

"Soybeans"--The stuff that occupies half of the land.

"Basketball"--Where you go on Fridays to forget the corn & soybeans.

I need a life! ;D ;D ;D

Kirk

Wildcat · November 28, 2006, 07:14:19 PM

We have grits down here along with football!

West Coast Kansan · November 28, 2006, 09:06:16 PM

Manx, "Cosmopolitan Nature" on the Forum. I had thought of the group as kind of a smokey bunch. Cosmopolitan, I like that... think i better look it up again.

Kummok · November 28, 2006, 10:55:53 PM

Cosmopolitan is about 2 syllables past my etymological limit, WCK, so I'm in trouble before I even get to my Funk & Wagnels! "Smokey bunch" though....THAT sound cool...kinda ethereal!! ;D ;D ;D

Kirk, sounds like you need to hookup to a 38# T'a !! ;) ;D ;D

manxman · November 29, 2006, 01:28:53 AM

Quote"Smokey bunch" though....THAT sound cool...kinda ethereal!!

Yeah, must agree "smokey bunch" beats cosmopolitan hands down! ;D :D :D :D

Oldman · November 29, 2006, 08:50:34 AM

(ST. Petersburg Florida) A Cracker.... that phase is now a no no! Anti Black American. However, I'm a Florida Cracker and more of my neighbors are now Black American than not. We all get along very well... thank you very much! In fact the only "neighbor" to give me trouble is that white red neck who turn loose his two dogs on me and Skyway. After I beat them back with my hickory cain he came after us with a pistol...To late though the cops got to us first!
(Vidalia Georgia) C_O_C_K = Female... go figure that one out. (Filters kick in and remove the word.)
(Philadelphia PA) Yo Guys! A single female calling out to a group of females...another one to figure out!

Dalby Spook · November 29, 2006, 09:10:46 AM

This is a Manx parable (ie Isle of Man) that gives a flavour of small island life;

An old Manx fisherman was unloading his catch of crab onto the quay. A curious tourist was watching the efforts of the crabs to climb up and out of the wicker baskets.

"Are you not concerned one of those crabs will reach the top and escape?" asked the tourist.

"Not at all" replied the fisherman. "You see these are Manx crabs. If one gets too near the top, there are plenty of others to pull him back down again."

Hence the the popular local phrase " Manx crab syndrome"

Kummok · November 29, 2006, 09:47:48 AM

We're not so different, Spook.....I've used what I call the "Crab Bucket Theory" for years to explain the petty territorial jealousies that can rage at times in the fire/emergency service (and elsewhere).

I distinctly recall the first time I saw this crusteceon behavior as a kid in Alaska and figured it was just lack of human reasoning that prevented them from banding together to form a "ladder" and providing safe escape for ALL of them. Imagine my surprise when I later learned that humans can emulate the same behavior, (opps, "behaviour" :o ;) ;) in a staff meeting! If you want to see a GREAT example of humans performing like crabs in a bucket, come on up to a town council meeting when there's a controversial subject on the agenda (like a "no-smoking anywhere" or a "hunting is okay in city limits" ordinance proposal ;) :D :D)

Hmmmmm......interesting how we start with home brewed pucks and morph into "-ologies" ;D ;D ;D

manxman · November 29, 2006, 09:58:21 AM

Sounds like this is common in many small communities, I can certainly vouch for the "Manx Crab syndrome". Many of our politicians/town councillors are the worst culprits! :D

QuoteHmmmmm......interesting how we start with home brewed pucks and morph into "-ologies"

This has turned into a really good thread.

Dalby Spook · November 29, 2006, 10:29:15 AM

Well Kummock & Manx, I agree it's a tenuous link from the original topic but I,ll go full circle and tell you I spent 10 years in sport & leisure management and became so sick of the petty scrambling & wheedling that I bailed out and went delivering the mail for a living. That was 8 years ago. No stress but sore feet.

Now I spend much of that spare time ( finish midday) fishing in summer, hunting in winter and inventing puck making machines!

manxman · November 29, 2006, 12:16:34 PM

QuoteNow I spend much of that spare time ( finish midday) fishing in summer, hunting in winter and inventing puck making machines!

Now that sounds good! ;)

Kummok · November 30, 2006, 09:50:07 AM

Quote from: Dalby Spook on November 29, 2006, 10:29:15 AM
Well Kummock & Manx, I agree it's a tenuous link from the original topic but I,ll go full circle and tell you I spent 10 years in sport & leisure management and became so sick of the petty scrambling & wheedling that I bailed out and went delivering the mail for a living. That was 8 years ago. No stress but sore feet.

Now I spend much of that spare time ( finish midday) fishing in summer, hunting in winter and inventing puck making machines!

Once again, not so different Spook, you and I......same, same!

I came into work one day, told the boss that I wouldn't be coming to his staff meeting, EVER!, and that I didn't like the view from my office window. Retired early, sold my corporation, and hit the road to Alaska. Life has been lived as God intended since then and the rewards just keep pouring in. As I type this, it is still dark, but the sun is going to rise within the hour and majestically blast it's orange/yellow/red/blue hues over the snow capped mountains and glaciers across the Bay's frigid but tranquil clear waters, full of King Salmon! (Last night, we were treated to an awesome display of Northern Lights!) Instead of sitting in some windowless room with a bunch of other "crabs" trying to provide sustenence for our various divisions and listening to my old boss droning on about how he's done this/that/another thing, I will be visiting my dad in long term care, talking of past hunting adventures and watching this performance of sunrise splendor! .....life is GREAT!

Manx has shared with me, some photos of your surroundings there...WOW! Sounds/looks to me like you've got your priorities straight, Spook! ;D ;D ;D

Dalby Spook · November 30, 2006, 11:39:40 AM

Sounds like you're living my dream Kummock. If God grants me the years, as soon as my kids are all through university I plan some big life changes. I see so many guys at work carrying on past retirement and I feel like saying "why?. Can you not think of something more constructive & imaginiative than this?"

My pop is my role model. Retired from the post office in his late 50's. The days are not long enough for him. Always up to something. Getting the BS was partly his idea anyway.

Which reminds me of one of his smoking exploits when I was a kid in the mid 60"s.
Thousands of tons of Herring used to be caught commercially back then in the summer and were stored in big wooden barrels on the quay.
Pop says he's going to make Kippers using one of these barrels as a smoker. It looked very impressive with loads of smoke billowing out of the top. He left it and went indoors only to be called out again a little later by the presence of the fire brigade bravely hosing a subtantial conflagration that had been his smoker. Unbeknown to pop the barrels had a thick coat of tallow inside to seal them. Boy did it burn!

Ahh! Happy days.

Dalby Spook · December 02, 2006, 12:01:31 PM

Kummok

I tried another batch of pucks with gelatine. The damned things won't set. Tried chilling, freezing. Zilch. They just fall to bits. Although the amount of flour I use is probably less than 1% by weight I would prefer to use something more inert or neutral. Any thoughts?

manxman · December 02, 2006, 01:16:33 PM

QuoteI came into work one day, told the boss that I wouldn't be coming to his staff meeting, EVER!, and that I didn't like the view from my office window. Retired early, sold my corporation, and hit the road to Alaska. Life has been lived as God intended since then and the rewards just keep pouring in. As I type this, it is still dark, but the sun is going to rise within the hour and majestically blast it's orange/yellow/red/blue hues over the snow capped mountains and glaciers across the Bay's frigid but tranquil clear waters, full of King Salmon! (Last night, we were treated to an awesome display of Northern Lights!) Instead of sitting in some windowless room with a bunch of other "crabs" trying to provide sustenence for our various divisions and listening to my old boss droning on about how he's done this/that/another thing, I will be visiting my dad in long term care, talking of past hunting adventures and watching this performance of sunrise splendor! .....life is GREAT!

Sounds like you are living the dream of a lot of people Ralph, sounds absolutely out of this world. :) Having said that, I count myself as very lucky living where I do and living the life I do, just that work gets in the way quite a lot. well, a heck of a lot actually. >:( Really pleased you liked the pics.

DS was kind enough to drop off a couple of pheasants at the house for me, another excellent meal in the offing!! ;)