Saep Teews S'mot

Jeff · January 02, 2002, 12:28:41 PM

I didnt get a pocket knife to whittle a spoon charlie, I got an axe, in fact I had to make my own chair to sit by his fire. (I'll post a picture of that when I get the lumber we sawed off of it).

DanG · January 02, 2002, 01:48:23 PM

Welcome back, Jeff. Things got a little quiet while you were gone. Looks like you fellers had a great time, and apparently ol' Tom paid yer wages right on time. That's a great looking spoon you HACKED. Looks like it would handle a mouthful of grits, too. :

Gordon · January 02, 2002, 02:46:55 PM

Ok Jeff maybe you can tell me how he does it... Tail all day for a can of peas... Ok I just noticed the brand name of the peas. That isn't just ole store brand but the high dollar peas.

Na it's just got to be more than that.. Ok I've got it the peas aren't anything but a distracter. It's the GRITS.

Hope you had a great time in the Southland
Gordon

woodmills1 · January 02, 2002, 06:10:49 PM

Nice can o peas but funny lookin axe :D

allyson · January 02, 2002, 06:19:43 PM

! Woodsmill!

Tom,
We definitely want in on your secret. He's even got a smile on his face! ;)

I guess I'm gonna have to go down there myself and work for a can of peas to learn the secret?! ;)

A late Happy New Year,
Billy

Jeff · January 02, 2002, 06:22:04 PM

Hey my spoon does look like an axe! Wait till you see the bench we made using the axe, it looks like a spoon. I really did have a good time down there, you can tell by all the sawdust on my hat. Someday I hope to get Tom up here and show him the miracles of Michigan. Tom, did you know we can take regular old rain water and turn it into a semi solid product that can preserve foods? We can also turn it into a complete solid from which we can create almost anything, from Skid roads to sculpture to homes for Kevin. Even one of the main ingredients for a favorite Florida beverage. "Iced Tea"

Tom · January 02, 2002, 06:41:44 PM

If that "stuff" is what I think it is, I tried some of it up in Georgia one time and got my feet going so fast that I outran my bo-hunkus and ended up flat on my back. Couldn't get up either. Maybe y'all make it better than they do in Atlanta but if it does the same thing to ice tea as it does to my shoes then I won't be able to catch the glass. :-/

Jeff · January 02, 2002, 06:43:59 PM

Dang, its even better then I thought. A way to speed up the south.

Tom · January 02, 2002, 06:46:11 PM

I don't know as I want to waste all those heart beats chasing a glass of ice tea.

Jeff · January 02, 2002, 06:49:31 PM

I found out somethun Tom. I hung out there to long. Its something in the air down there that slows the metabolism. When I got home, I had slowed to the point that I froze my ass just going from the truck to the house.

Tom · January 02, 2002, 06:52:45 PM

See there...........you're saving heartbeats already and all you had was an introductory course. :D :D

L. Wakefield · January 03, 2002, 08:58:58 AM

Eat grits, Jeff, you'll get better. They sure are getting popular. Followed a vehicle last nite with a bumper sticker that said 'eat more grits'- and it had a Maine license plate. Dang things are taking over.. lw

CHARLIE · January 03, 2002, 09:34:17 AM

Dang it Jeff! You got a name brand, expensive can o' peas! I'm his own flesh and blood an' I got a store brand >:( . I think I whittled a better spoon than yours (wish I had a digital camera and I'd show you a picture of it), but then I used his pocket knive and you had to use his ax.

Tom gave me a 15 minute lunch break but he counted the time it took me to whittle the spoon. So I only had 10 minutes to eat that whole can o' peas.:-/

Gordon and Allyson, I'll tell you how Tom gets people to work for a can o' peas. He takes a person way out in the boonies to work. There's only one small windy, twisty, two rut road to get there. The "worker" has no idea where he is or how to get back. He's......stuck.:

So, if'n ya wanna go home at the end of the day, you work, eat yore can o' peas and work some more. ??? I'm sure Jeff can verify this 'cause it's the HONEST truth. ;)

Jeff, I'd surely like to see that chair you made. I had to sit on the bucket of the front end loader....in the hot sun.....

L. Wakefield · January 03, 2002, 04:11:34 PM

I keep asking myself- how did you guys open the can of peas??! I came up with axe or chainsaw- neither would leave much edible material.. :D :D :D lw

Jeff · January 03, 2002, 04:26:32 PM

If your real carefull you can clamp a can of peas in the dogs on the baker bandmill you see pictured. You need a slow rate of feed and have to set the blade height at around 3.75 inches as not to slab the top off to thick...

Kevin · January 03, 2002, 05:21:26 PM

allyson · January 03, 2002, 08:39:01 PM

QuoteGordon and Allyson, I'll tell you how Tom gets people to work for a can o' peas. He takes a person way out in the boonies to work. There's only one small windy, twisty, two rut road to get there. The "worker" has no idea where he is or how to get back. He's......stuck.: So, if'n ya wanna go home at the end of the day, you work, eat yore can o' peas and work some more. ??? I'm sure Jeff can verify this 'cause it's the HONEST truth. ;)

I see, Charlie. That explains it! ;)
Gee, Tom. Those are slave tactics! >:( ;D

Good post, Kevin. Very funny!! 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)

Billy

Kevin · January 04, 2002, 02:57:35 PM

Jeff · January 04, 2002, 03:10:04 PM

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Kevin · January 04, 2002, 04:38:30 PM

You guys got any more pictures? :D :D :D :D

Gordon · January 04, 2002, 05:20:48 PM

Yup, Kevin there is some local lodging around here. The pic speaks for it self. :D

You don't have to worry because we keep the lights on twenty-four /seven. ;) If you would like a room, I might, just could arrange it for you. ;D

Gordon

Kevin · January 04, 2002, 06:15:25 PM

Gordon,

Not to worry, the Buyers Gang would break me out!

Jeff · January 04, 2002, 07:51:11 PM

As promised, heres the seat we made so I could sit at Tom's New Years fire. I finally got my whack o' cedar piled off from it.

marc · January 04, 2002, 08:21:38 PM

Jeff, where did you get the leg's, from the guy's fire wood pile down the road, :D

O and buy the way how much do you worship me. ;D

Jeff · January 04, 2002, 08:50:36 PM

The legs come out of tom's woodpile.

Has the U.S. closed all it's borders yet? I'm afraid there is the potential for some of those frozen illegal aliens snow shoein in across the St. Marys river.

Gordon · January 05, 2002, 01:07:46 PM

Now thats sittin in style Jeff. From what I had pictured was a chainsawed, single seat. What you have pictured there is a major party seat.

So you did make out better than Charlie----you got some nice sawn pieces from it as well. Nice to have a truck for travelin.

Has your blood started to thicken back up yet now that your back in the north country?

Gordon

Jeff · January 05, 2002, 07:49:15 PM

This pea thing has been great, but I gotta add something to the plate. ;) The short time I spent with Tom and his mill that day earned me a lot more then peas.

I learned to look at wood in a whole new way that day. This primaddona know it all cause I done it for so long sawyer learned to look at a crooked log and see a beautiful arcing bench. I learned that a big old rotten knot hole can be a work of art on your wall. I learned that you can stop after sawing a board or two and pick up some sawdust from the cedar to tie in a hanky and put in your underwear drawer to make it smell good. (Did you hear that Kevin?). I learned that those ugly pieces of firewood that were tossed aside were actually the legs for my new bench, and the chips that flew off them as I prepared them would be the wedges, and in fact the "glue" that would hold them in.

I learned that sawing 30,000 feet of lumber in 1 day can pale to the rewards from spending the day sawing a couple logs with someone that can say "Lookey here" and make you see.

That can of peas my friends is a badge. Charlie and I are dang lucky to have earned it.

Gordon · January 06, 2002, 07:50:24 AM

Classic post Jeff

There is alot more to wood than production----that is why we all like it so much. It can be related to woods walking. Amen to the can o peas.

Boy Jeff when you bring something to the table you don't mess around do ya.

Gordon

Ron Wenrich · January 06, 2002, 08:21:30 AM

One man's trash is another man's treasure.

I just sawed a whack of sassafras. It saws great, and even smells better. Makes beautiful cabinets. We put it on sticks instead of the pallet pile.

I was in one guy's place who had catalpa for paneling. The logs were destined to become firewood, until he picked them up. Nice and an unusual look.

I've seen and sawn really neat wood at times. Bird peck, mineral, unusual color, curl, etc. But, being a commercial business, we just send it down the rolls so we can saw the next log. :(

Jeff · January 06, 2002, 09:42:21 AM

I know the feeling. I occasionally will see something really cool. I will get out and go down and pull it off the chain and lean it against the wall so I can look at it as I go to and from my saw booth. Generally after a while it ends up back in the stack and sent on with the rest. :( :(

A few weeks a go I sawed some cotten wood that had a blue stain so bad you would have thought it had been painted with printers ink. I had never seen blue stain in cotton wood and never so deep and rich a color in any species. After a few days against the wall drying the color faded and it was returned to the ordinary board pile. :-/

L. Wakefield · January 06, 2002, 05:09:38 PM

That's what I had seen in tulip poplar. I did handstands trying to make it stay. Never came up with a method. :( lw

Don P · January 06, 2002, 06:31:37 PM

You won't, oxidation and enzymes :(. Call us simple minded but we both could stand behind a planer all day and watch the colors emerge, they sure fade fast, over lunch often. We erect story poles in the corners of the log homes as we build. At the end of a week or so when we take them down there is always a tan line where they were...catches up in another week or 2.

I've even gotten blue in mahogany. I guess since its a fungus just living on the sugar in the cell cavity its not too choosey.

Jeff's bench brought one to mind I saw in one of those historic villages. It was three legged to ride on an uneven dirt floor. Always have meant to make some for down by the bonfire.