When you buy a set of new tires for your main-line car and they are the "CLASSIC" model.
That happend to me today. Replaced a couple of 235R7015 white wall tires on our Buick Roadmaster. Took a look at them as I was filling the Buick with gas and was a little shocked :o to see they had the word "CLASSIC" molded into the side wall.
Bibbyman, they put CLASSIC on those tires so they can charge more for them. ;D
You know, Bibbyman, that I thought about your thread titel and recalled last week seein one of my students I had not seen in 32 years. It was just the opposite for me in that situation. Besides being gorgeous when she was young she got even better in those 32 years.
Anyway, when she saw me, she said, "Golly you look as good as you did 32 years ago." I don't blush easily, but my tin hat sure got warm, as I received a big long hug. Followed by, "Your skin sure looks good too." :) ::)
Perspective and time. 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)
Lookout Frank! She's after your body. :D
skin lotion for real men = sweat and sawdust applied heavily throughout the course of a day.
What did Mrs. Pender think about all this?
You told her just like ya told us, right Frank?
:D :D :D
When our custom wheat cutters showed up this year, the owners 17 year old daughter had lost the braces and filled out, if you know what I mean... ;)
They didn't come last year due to drought so it had been two years since we had seen them.
I asked my son what he thought and his reply was.......
"Boy, she sure did out grow the ugly".
:) :) :)
about three weeks before the end of school i was in the middle of a conversation with one of the freshman boys in my class and I swear I had to look up a foot during the conversation to keep eye contact. His mother is a guidance counselor at the school and when I recounted the story to her she said he had grown about a foot during the last month. So fast in fact that he was outgrowing his knees and ankles and the doctor was worried about it.
You know your getting old when you get up in the morning and it's easier to count the places that don't hurt rather than the ones that do. :D
I figure I'm still in pretty good shape if I can still have sex twice; I still like the one in the summer best though. 8)
Sawyerkirk, you are absolutly correct. 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)
Why, of course I told her. ;D ::) I have her Senior picture on my office wall. :)
The big clue for me that I was maybe looking older than I think is that the younger folks ( mid-thirties and younger) have taken to addressing me as 'sir'. Now I have not been knighted and always thaught the sir was reserved for my father's generation! ;D :D :o ::)
When I was eating lunch yesterday at McDonalds a little girl about 5 years old keep peaking at me from over her seat. Then she stood up and said "ho-ho-ho". I said to her "I surprised you recognized me without my red suit." Needless to say her eyes got really big :D
.... when ol' timers include me in with their generation, like - "You can remember how hard it was to buy a new car after the War?" (WWII they're talking about)
Mary's hair started to turn silver very early in her adult life and completed the transition a good number of years ago. She is often "amused" when women of a generation or two more mature than she lump her into their age group. Bet they think she pretty spry to be running a sawmill!
I'm just having a hard time picturing a fine automobile like a Buick Roadmaster parked in the yard at Warden's next to the Terex loader ;D....there have been many a thread on trucks, but never cars....
Captain
Well, like most threads around here, this one started out "You know your getting old when....." and not about cars.
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Here's the Roadmaster as seen outside the building where Wood-Mizer put on their great 20'th anniversary party.
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D
I thought I was bad ;D
Aww now Bibby, we wanted to see a picture of the Roadmaster in the barnyard at the mill with you and Mary covered in sawdust ready for a lunch run....that one there is downright cosmopolitan. ::)
Captain
Captain,
I was down at Bibbyman and Mary's place last summer.
Bib and I were chatting by the sawmill when Mary cruzed by in the RoadMaster :o
Nice gal in a nice ride ;D
Mary wipped into the garage and walked over ready to work.
But as far as a lunch run................bet not.
Now jumping in the Terex for a lunch run, I could see that happening ;)
You know you're getting old when - you've driven Route 66 long before it was Historic Route 66.
You know you're getting old when - you remember back to the first couple of BRAND NEW cars you bought and they were equipped with a "three on the tree" manual transmission. (It'd be fun to see if I could still drive one.) :D
QuoteYou know you're getting old when - you've driven Route 66 long before it was Historic Route 66.
You know you're getting old when - you remember back to the first couple of BRAND NEW cars you bought and they were equipped with a "three on the tree" manual transmission. (It'd be fun to see if I could still drive one.) :D
You KNOW your old if your first car had 3 pedals on the floor. :D
QuoteYou KNOW your old if your first car had 3 pedals on the floor. :D
How about when there was 4? (one for the starter)
Wudman
I've driven a few with the starter button on the floor but not bought a new one with one.
Don't forget the dimmer switch on the floor. ;)
The old 54 Chevy Dad had had an ignition switch that you could lock and take the key or you could un-lock and take the key and still start and drive it.
Dad had an old Plymouth that had a shifter direct into the transmission. It would hung up real often and he'd just take the cover off and use a screwdriver to pry it back into place.
Oh, in the car I was refering to, the one pedal was high, netural & low gear, the middle was reverse and the other was the brake. Gas and ignition was on the steering column. The starter was out in front of the radiator. 8)
When I was stationed in Maryland I bought a 49 Ford pickup. I loved that truck, old flathead six. Use to go to the base salvage yard and sipon gas out of 4 scrap helicopters. Ran that thing for a year on that AV gas. Never seem to hurt it, for a matter of fact nothing ever seemed to hurt it. Only bad thing was the 6 volt system, couldn't get that thing started on a winter morning.
Dad was a GM man, uncle down the road a Ford man. Many a cold morning the only thing that would start was Dad's 54 Chevy. He'd go down and jump my uncle's Ford.
Could be that my uncle was none too good at keeping things up and runnin'. Dad would always say "If he (my uncle) would ever get a car that ran, he'd have to tear it apart just to see why."
Ya know your getting old when you see what looks like 10 year olds driving cars.
Ya know when your getting old when your arms are to short to read the newspaper anymore. I swear, my arms have shrunk 6 inches in the last two years. I'm lucky I can still scratch my nose.
I asked Tammy if I could ride the flat cart with our tile on it as she pushed it from the home depot store to the car last night. She said sure, but ya gotta pose like a surfer. :D
I asked because it looked easier not fun. :D
So, Jeff, did ya do it? :D I can just picture that scene :D :D
I learned to drive in a Plymouth station wagon that had a push button transmission. I thought it was way cool 8)
My first two cars were 'three on the tree'. They were great for gas mileage but a pain on a date ;D - until my girlfriend learned how to select the gear for me. ::)
I think you just liked her playing with your stick! :D :D :D
Nope, didnt do it. I didn't really trust the driver. ;)
You know your're getting old when - you remember seen Ed Sullivan introduce the Beetles live for the first time.
How about when Ed Sulivan started?
I don't think we had a TV station to broadcast Ed Sullivan or a TV to receive him if they did.
I think we got our first TV in 55. Had a lot of company for the first couple of years. Two uncles never went home until the station signed off (about 8 pm weeknights). ::)
I remember seeing the Honeymooners - Live in NY.
Boy, Jackie Gleason, he was one of my favorite actors. I still watch the honeymooners from time to time and still enjoy their comedy. ;D
It is when you enjoy listen to any of the old radio shows rather than watching what is on the idiot box today. (Such as: "The Shadow", "G Men", "The Lone Ranger", "The Whistler", etc.) :)
When you don't see an engineer with a "slide rule".
Or when you remember being taught how to us a "slide rule". :-[
And yes I remember dem Beatles on Ed Sulivan the first time. And I also remember how discusted my mom was with their long hair. ;D
You know you're getting old when the type of the first new car you ever bought is advertised in the newspaper "Antique" section.
I learned to drive in my brother's 1951 or '52 Plymouth with a 3 speed on the column. When he went somewhere with my mom, I'd wait until they were out of sight and go start it up and take off. I had no license and couldn't coordinate the clutch and acceleator very well. I'd be downtown and just hated it when I had to stop at a stoplight. It would turn green and I'd go bucking off down the road. I always made it back before Tom returned and parked it in the same place. ;D
This just happened to me a couple of weeks ago in the doctors office.
You know you're getting old when the doctor says "things just don't heal like they used to do when you were younger". Not to mention he had to tell me that I'm kinda old to be having my wisdom teeth pulled.
When I told my coworkers, they thought it was really funny. Then one of the younger ones just had to add "now that your wisdom teeth are gone, does that make you an actual dumb@ss?".
Charlie, you little whippersnapper.(https://forestryforum.com/smile/SHOCKED.gif)
DKinWA, my doctor told me that years ago .......so I got another doctor. :D
You know you're getting old when ....
Every time you reach for a condiment or salad dressing bottle, you've got to have this little fight about how to get the stuff out. You know. - Does the cap just twist off? No. Does it snap over? No. Do you give it a half twist? No. Does it pull up? No. "Honey! How do you get this Dang bottle open?"
Looks like the bottle designers are always coming up with new ways to make something simple more difficult. Now, you've got to contend with - do you store it up-side right or up side down?
Then there is the stuff they market in blister pack - like flashlights, screwdriver sets, etc. The tough plastic is welded all the way around so you have to take a pair of tin snips or butcher knife to cut it away. I've even used an ax to cut around the edges so to get the contents out.
And don't even get me started on the space age plastic they are using to wrap candy bars and potato chips!
and the dimmer switch made 5
You know you're getting old when ... You're in town about sundown and a car load of teenage boys tear out from a stop sign in one of those foreign cars with those loud expansion chamber mufflers - the little four-banger screaming for all it's worth and the only way they can squeal a tire is to turn it hard at the next block. And you think.... "Punk kids". >:(
Then you wonder what they'd think if they'd seen 426 street hemi's with full drag slick tires, headers open, pull out on the main drive through town, dump the clutch and disappear behind a fog of blue smoke. I bet they'd have to run home to have their momma's change their diapers. :D
All of the kids that were in diapers in those days are now driving mini-vans, delivering their own kids to soccer practice. If they were precoscious, they may be babysittin' their own grandkids by now. :o :-/
I was referencing the diepers of the "Punk kids" of today.
"precoscious???" Is that a medical term? I had an aunt by marriage that had six toes on one foot.
My son was telling me that some of those kids with the little "tricked out" honda's and such have their laptops plugged into the car's computer. He says they can monitor performance and change engine tune settings "on the fly".
geez. Hot rodders who don't get their hands dirty. We'll be evolving into something from the Twilight Zone or Star Trek with oversized craniums!
You have grandkids 8), and wish you could babysit :'(.
Ed K
Bib,
Where did all the big Iron go :'(
I had 2 different carbs, and 3 sets of rear gears for my 72 Chevelle. Depending on the evening events.
355cid, 350 auto w/ a B&M shiftkit.
Never got a ticket with this car.
Got some warnings though ;D
Excessive Acceleration......is when you cut a perfect light, but don't exceed the posted limit.
Exibition of speed.......is mashing the gas and going up in smoke. Or a dry hop
Also a rolling burnout is Reckless Driving, and failure to maintain control >:(
The cops were a little more tolerant with the guy who had a nice fast ride.
The poor cluck with a grey primer Duster with 8" shackle extensions and a couple of bald G78-14's was in trouble. :D
I've attended the Bloomington Gold Corvette show a couple of times. Somewhere I've got some video of the 'Vetts rolling in for the road rally – some 700 as I remember. Ah! The sound of a 62 'Vette with a solid lifter 327 and fuel injection, the rumble of a 67 with a 427 L88 big block, the whirr of a Callaway Corvette with it's superchargers, and the distinct sound of an ZR-1!
....and all this from a guy that drives a dodge truck ??? :D
Go Dodge!!! 8)
I still got my Vette. Someday I'm going to have time to drive it.
Until then, I love driving my 94 Buick Roadmaster. It's got the same fuel injected 350 they put in the Chevy Caprice Highway Patrol cars and I think the base engine in the Corvette. For a big ol' battle ship, it'll move on out.
You know you're getting old when ....
It's Saturday evening and you take your "main squeeze" out for supper then stop in at the grocery store to pick up staples before heading home. It's one of the cooler days of summer and at sundown it's about 80 so you decide to drive through town with your windows down. Reminds you when all you had was 4-40 AC. (You know 4 windows down – 40 miles per hour.) You're out of town and think; "Good, we're going to make it home before it gets completely dark." (Getting a bit night blind, you know.) :-[
Then you think back some 35 years ago and this time of a summer's night. You'd have taken you're "steady" out for a burger and root beer at the A&W then been parked at the King-Cal drive in about now – waiting for it to get dark enough for the movie to start and the lights around the drive-in to be turned off.
8) 8) 8) 8)
If You Cain't DODGE It RAM It.
Bibby,my 15 year old hefers to our 92 Roadmaster as the Congo Cruiser. Wonder what she's talkin bout
You know you're getting old when .....
You know at least 6 ways to remove a crimped on bottle cap without using a bottle opener.
Mary and I were guests at an adult hollowed party about 10 years ago. Some college students came - each with a jack-o-lantern filed with imported beverages. When they discovered the caps were not twist off, they were at a loss as to how to get to the coveted contents. The party hostess didn't even have a tool in her kitchen made to remove the caps.
I become aware of the dilemma and proceeded to demonstrate. Standing next to the open door leading to the basement - I took a bottle and placed the cap on the edge of the door bolt and struck the top with a firm blow with the bottom of my fist. The cap came off as planned.
I then demonstrated how it could be done with a spoon by gripping the neck of the bottle tightly at the very top and using the topside of your thumb as a fulcrum to pry the cap off. I've even use the bolster on my old pocket knife.
They took over the practice of removing caps until all were open and empty. They were quick learners.
I've removed caps by using a door latch on a PU.. and by placing the cap against the edge of a stick of hard wood. (Just don't use a nice piece of furniture.)
I've seen Marines open bottles with their teeth - but that's one I won't try.
8)
You know you're getting old when....
You can remember when VHS tapes first came out (and replaced BATA max?) and the tapes cost just under $100. The first VHS rental places charged a $50 deposit on tapes rented. We got our first VHS player after the players just dropped below a $1,000. I think we paid nearly $800 for our first one.
Just bought a DVD player this morning at Wal-Mart (I hate that place) for $69.00 and it wasn't the cheapest.
I'd been thinking about getting a DVD player but hadn't come up with a good enough reason. Got one this morning when I wanted to watch "Old Yellow" and the only copy they had was on DVD.
You know you're getting old when....
you look down just in time to figure out you put Aspercream on your toothbrush instead of toothpaste. :-X
I did this Friday morning as I was rushing to get ready to go to the Mid-West Forestry Show. Mary was already ready and getting anxious to get going. 8)
smiley_old_guy
Say...Am I the only one getting old or am I the only one that will tell the dumb things I've caught myself doing? ???
Bibby, yer stories are so good, everyone else just wants to read :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
You know you're getting old when....
Two women in their late 20's are seated at the table in the cafe next to you and you note that one is still using her shrill 14-year-old voice and juvenile vernacular.
"Like, he went ..... And then, Like, I went... Like, I'm totally freaking. Like, for real!" ???
"What's she talkin' about anyhoo?" smiley_old_guy
You know you're getting old AND senile when....
When you get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom the light automatically comes on when you open the door...
You go out and do something because it hurts to much to keep sleeping.
You think tattoos, body piercing, dressing like Marcia Brady, sparkly make-up, plastic boobs, and all that stuff is completely NON sexy.
You put down a Playboy because of all of the above, or really do get one for the articles.
You would rather tip a tree horizontal than your wife.
You see a kid with an old car like you used to want, in full retro 60s/70s hot rod glory, and you get a bit jealous of the kid. Not for his youth, but for the car you never got.
You look back and figure out you forgot to have a mid life crisis.
You stay up too late posting messages for a bunch of old crazy sawdust heads, then realize that you are one of them too.
Mark
Hmmmm I can relate to some of that :-/
You wake up sore the morning after felling, cutting up, hand splitting and stacking a few cord of fire wood by yourself.
Or if you forgot where you parked the skidder.
Gordon
Must mean 18 is old cause thats how I started out. :D
Jeff, from splitting the wood or from forgetting where the skidder was parked?
What gets me is forgetting where I"ve put a tool and spend thirty minutes looking for it. Then come to find out it's on the workbench right in front of my face the entire time. but that isn't from getting old, cuz I've been doing that for years. ;D
It does take longer to find the tool than it used to.
Gordon
When everybody says you are :D :D
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I should be a grand pa come about noon tomorrow. She with her husband have gone in to get jump started (ripening, will induce in the morning). second one in two months, no not the same daughter. ::)
wish em luck
HEY, good luck to yer daughter and s-i-l.
Good luck to you and yours termite
Congratulations termite... Them grandbabies can be a lot of fun.
Gordon, forgetting where you parked your skidder, reminded me of a post I made under A Funny story a while back about a guy that "lost" his tractor and bush hog.
Lost Tractor Story (https://forestryforum.com/cgi-bin/board/YaBB.pl?board=general;action=display;num=989515313;start=140#140)
You know you're gettin' old when first major winter storm hits and you say to yourself . . .
"Oh Crap! I can't take another winter."
. . . instead of . .
"OH! BOY! Maybe they'll call of school!" :P
I don't really feel right joining this one, seeing as I'm a whole 26 years old (but I must look a lot older because a lot of people call me sir, too). Just had to add one thing.
Quote"I then demonstrated how it could be done with a spoon by gripping the neck of the bottle tightly at the very top and using the topside of your thumb as a fulcrum to pry the cap off. I've even use the bolster on my old pocket knife.
They took over the practice of removing caps until all were open and empty. They were quick learners."
Reminds me of a documentary I saw on monkies learning to use tools.
I'm gonna make you feel young Bibby. My first 2 cars had mechanical brakes. I saw Ed Sullivan introduce Elvis live for the first time. The first Corvette I raced had a 6 cylinder stove bolt engine, and a 2 speed automagic transmission. Whenever somebody reminises about the Johnny Carson show, I think of Jack Parr.
Grandpappy told me you knew you were gettin' old when the cop on the corner looked young. The second day after I got out of the Navy, two snot brats walked into the greasy spoon I was in, wearin' PA State Police uniforms, and I'd just voted for the first time.
Shoot, I done read all this and yall goten me feelin REAL old. I remember the house with the walk thru porch, no indoor plumbin, pumpin well water by hand, choppin and pickin cotton by hand, well, I was actually too young to chop or later pick much cotton, the main job for us kids was to jump up and down on the cotton in the cotton wagon! Had to keep it packed down so they could add more don't ya see. Best job in the world, bar none. I made 10 cents in one day! Enough to go to the store and buy a coke and candy! They carried the ice water to the field in wrapped up fruit jars. Man would I like to have a cold drink of real well water outa one of them fruit jars! Didn't have no tv.
"If you didn't know how old you was, how old would you think you was?" Leroy "Satchel" Paige
I think I'm about 25, Trouble is I also think I'm healing from some sort of terrible accident. :D
::) Old?? I now call everyone , Young man, or Missy, I still can Drive my origional 1923 model T, not many people know how anymore, and I am Ugly, also, so ugly a dog come up to hump my leg the other day and when I looked down he had his eyes closed, ;D Duane
You know you're getting old ...
When you can remember when fried chicken came with wishbones.
Mary did some shopping this afternoon and came home with some "store bought" fried chicken. It was Wishbone brand. First grader Alex – now reading everything :P – says – "Look, that chicken came with wishbones in it." We had to explain to her that it didn't really.
I can't remember when the last time I've had a wishbone. ???
You know your getting old when you set your screwdriver down on the kitchen table and when you go back for it, its gone and no one else is home. After about a half hour of doing somthing else, the screwdriver reappears on the table where you riginally left it :D Im 49 now and allthough my eyesight is as good as it ever was, my arms seem to be getting too short to read anything.....
Ahhh, 49. . . seems to be going by awful fast. I've got a whole list of accomplishments to get done in the next couple of months ::) ???
Right at the top of the list is to get my left eye repaired so I can see what the heck it is I am trying to do :o
Got another surgery scheduled for Jan 16. If all goes well I will only be looking at two more spread six months apart.
One good thing about getting older is that technology is pretty much keeping pace with my deteriorating body. Ain't much hope for the mind tho! ;)
You note that there aren't many Forum members your age or older.
You know your getting old when you forget to snap the lock on your gang box and 1647.00 worth of hand tool are carried away by some no good @*$%(#*&% *# #*$&@(@ snake.
You may be getting old when....
... the local "Retirement Home" send you an invitation to move in by January 31 and pay two months in advance and get third month free. :o
I collected the mail one evening this week and put in on the dinning room table. Mary went through it later and came up with the "invites" – one for her and one for me!
smiley_old_guy
So, what have you decided? ;)
I think Mary filled out my application but hasn't mailed it in yet. >:(
They only want $6,000.00 a month. I told Mary I think we could negotiate a better deal in the best hotel in New Orleans – including "personal" services! ;D
Just this past evening....
I found myself cursing out loud at the TV because of the stupid chop, chop, chop of the video editing they were doing on one of the home improvement shows. >:(
Mary came to bed wearing her nightgown inside out. She admitted she noticed it inside out and thought, "At least it's not backwards too." 8)
I am a network administator for a medium sized bank and am 62. We have 35 branch banks scattered around the state, and most of my administration is by remote connections and phone. On rare occasions I have to travel personally to a branch. I thought it would be funny to walk in a branch and say "hi, I'm Kent from IT" to someone who I had previously helped by phone, and then add " bet you didn't expect an old guy, huh?". It backfired. NOT ONCE did anyone say "Oh, you're not old". They usually just stand there. Bummer.
:D :D :D :D I'm having fun reading this thread for the first time and can remember three on the tree and drive in movies too. Saw a beautifully restored 56 Desoto today, a younger guy stopped as I was gawking and asked "What is it?" ;D
I was at a restaurant this morning and the sweet young thing asked me if I wanted the senior's discount. Uh, I guess so, sure. Never gave it any thought before, that is for old people.My girlfriend and I have decided that at 59, we don't have to play by anybody else's rules any more. 8)
Them Desotos had them BIG Hemi's, too ::) ;D :D :D :) :)
My uncle's had a pair of them ... man those had room to spare in them and when asked to go , you did not need a seat belt to hold you in your seat . :o
Your getting old when...........ole crap....... I can't remember what I was going to say :(
You know you're getting old when you remember back when you had to constantly adjust the scroll adjustment on your old black and white TV.
You know you're getting old if you not only know what Mercurochrome is but had been using it for at least the frist half of your life and didn't know it was bad for you. ::)
Mercurochrome is bad for you? :o I still have it in those little crush tubes.
What happened to Mercurochrome? (http://www.straightdope.com/columns/040723.html)
I work as a mold desiger and had one of my older customers give me his definition of the (4) stages of aging
First you forget names...
Then you forget faces....
Next you forget to pull you zipper up...
And then you forget to pull you zipper down.
Got a grin out of that one
You may be getting old when an actress that you thought was a pretty hot chick is now doing commercials for a company peddling pills to fight osteoporosis. (I seen Sally Field doing one the last couple of weeks)
You may be getting old when you can't see how much pepper you're putting on your eggs. But instead of getting a new prescription and glasses, you just go to a coarse grind of pepper. :o
Quote from: tree-farmer on March 15, 2008, 05:49:25 PM
I work as a mold desiger
Hey Treefarmer! How about designing some mold that can be washed off of lumber? ;D
Ya know yer getting old when ya see a pretty woman and start wondering what her Gramma looks like.
Treefarmer, not to highjack the thread but... moulds for what kinds of things?
Sawdust, I work for a shop that build molds for plastic injection and die cast parts. We do a lot of medical, automotive, and electrical related molds for the different industries. Like most trades this one has taken a beating from China and off shore competition. Hope there is a industry left when China is not our "friend" anymore.
Not many younger folks coming into the trade, since it looks like its on the decline.
I have sort of been looking for other options myself, but at 54 I would not like to start over, plus its not as easy to get hired at that age.
I hope for the best and prepare for the worst....
You know you're getting old when you talk to someone that's not that much younger than yourself and they don't know what lard is made of.
Mary and I were visiting with a couple not that much younger than we are and we got to talking about food and diet. I mentioned, "I wonder how food would taste if we still used lard for cooking." Mary commented that you couldn't find it any more in grocery stores. The lady was kind of puzzled and asked what lard was made of. We explained and they both agreed that you'd be dead of a heart attack in no time.
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I pointed out that I've got old family pictures and none were overweight. In fact, by today's standards, most would be slim. Most all of Dad's family lived into their late 80's and none that I can remember died of heart failure. (I'm the baby in the center of the picture.)
Mom always had a lard bucket in the lower pantry cupboard. I was well in my teens when Crisco started showing up in our house.
I remember how MacDonald's French fries tasted in the old days. We would be at the drive-in and could watch some poor slob in back sticking big peeled potatoes with a big fork and placing them in a manual press to make French fries. I'm sure they fried them in lard. I bet they don't make them like that now!
Who knows, maybe they'll find out that lard is actually good for you. Maybe it satisfies some natural body need that fake food does not – thus you don't need as much.
It's all in how hard you work, Bibby. You work hard, you burn it off.
I used to use lard to top tobbaco. Other then that I have no idea that they would have cooked w/ the stuff digin_2
I was filling out some form online the other day (one of those other days) and for some reason, had a list of ages....I remember now, it was for an auto insurance quote!!...and asked for when I got my first driver license. I put in "14" and when I submitted, it came back with a 'Must Enter Valid Age'. It wouldn't take anything less than 16.
Does that mean I'm not supposed to drive?
I suppose that one way a person could relate to themselves (and/or others) that they might be reaching an older state, would be by the rememberance of their first contact with newfangled items. Like, portable fans, television (Uncle Milty), PowerGlide, etc.
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I suppose that one way a person could relate to themselves (and/or others) that they might be reaching an older state, would be by the rememberance of their first contact with newfangled items. Like, portable fans, television (Uncle Milty), PowerGlide, etc.
The first computer I used was a apple II e
My favorite cartoon was G.I. Joe and scobby Doo
You know your getting old when you start getting health care products for Birthday & Christmas presents.
jim
You know you're getting old when you start to consider downsizing to smaller house with wide doors, no steps and maintenance free. But then you remember you have to make room for the two granddaughters and son that would move in with you.
Bibster, you will know you are old the day the son and grand daughters say 'Why don't you just sit here and enjoy the view. We'll make dinner and take care of everything.'
In the meantime, keep on keepin' on. :)
When you were a schoolteacher at one point in your life and now former students are introducing you to their grandkids.
You know you're getting old when you think you have the political landscape all figured out and the "Stumping for Mike H" thread gives you a headache and makes your blood pressure raise every time you read it.... yet you just can't help yourself and you keep on reading it!
ps. I am referring to myself there. ;)
Quote from: Bibbyman on May 19, 2008, 10:28:23 PM
Who knows, maybe they'll find out that lard is actually good for you. Maybe it satisfies some natural body need that fake food does not – thus you don't need as much.
Funny you should mention that, Bib! That is exactly what has happened. I have seen a number of magazine and internet articles where there are lists of cooking oils, ranking them in the order of their nutritional benefit, or detriment. Of course, olive oil is always at the top, and Canola is always second, but lard is ranked a lot closer to the top than you would imagine. It enjoys a rating that is superior to the majority of vegetable oils, especially those with non-specific ingredients, such as Wesson Oil. Shortening, such as Crisco, is always at the very bottom of the list, as one of the worst things you can do to your body. As a matter of fact, I have started cooking with it occasionally. Canola is still my preference most of the time, but it is a real treat to enjoy some fried chicken that is just as good as Grandma's was. It ain't so much the chickens that have changed, as it is the way we cook them. We have noticed that the lard fried chicken isn't nearly as greasy tasting as those fried in oil, too. If you want to find it in the store, go to the Mexican aisle. You will find it there as "Manseca". If you turn the container around it says "Lard" on the other side. :)
Quote from: DanG on May 21, 2008, 03:36:04 PM
If you want to find it in the store, go to the Mexican aisle. You will find it there as "Manseca". If you turn the container around it says "Lard" on the other side. :)
Well, it must work for Mexicans - I don't see their population decreasing! ;D
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Well, it must work for Mexicans - I don't see their population decreasing! ;D
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ROGER THAT! smiley_furious3
You know you're getting old when you were about 30 when you first "got" the "horse of a different color" line in the Wizard of OZ movie. See, I never knew that most of the movie was in color.
We're watching it on DVD on our flat screen digital TV with the granddaughters this stormy morning. I got to thinking about watching it for years in black and white. I got out the TV controllers and adjusted the color out. I started to get howls from the girls to put the color back.
You know you're getting old, when you're alive.
You know you're getting old when everything hurts.... and what doesn't hurt - doesn't work!
Scott,
You're quoting me. That's one of my favorate lines. Oh, and please tell my right hip to stop hurting so much.
Bruce
You may be getting old if when you were a kid you didn't know what a remote control was. Then when you were old enough to find out – you realize that YOU were the remote control.
I'm sure I can still know the feeling and sound of that big mechanical channel tuner switch on our old Zenith TV. It was probably later than 1955 when we got one of the first TVs in the neighborhood. At first we could only get one channel then later two more.
At first, the station only broadcast only a few hours of the day. Then for many years it went off before midnight and didn't come back on until mid-morning.
Dad's two younger brothers nearly moved in with us. They planted themselves on the couch in front of the TV and didn't go home until it went off air.
Mary's folks moved down from northern Illinois in the mid-60's. They were so tight they went out and bought a used black and white console TV for $15. They used it for many years saying they just didn't like the way people looked on color TV.
After they had it repaired a number of times, the TV repair shop told them to never bring it back in. When the tuner went out, they went out and bought a VCR so they could keep it on channel "3" that still worked and still use the old black and white TV.
You mean the new TV sets have pictures in color. :o I was thinking that since the channel changers got all growed up and left home, I was going to get one of those fancy sets with the remote control channel changers anyway. 8) ;D
Quote from: Bibbyman on May 21, 2008, 06:13:42 PM
Quote from: DanG on May 21, 2008, 03:36:04 PM
If you want to find it in the store, go to the Mexican aisle. You will find it there as "Manseca". If you turn the container around it says "Lard" on the other side. :)
Well, it must work for Mexicans - I don't see their population decreasing! ;D
Lard again...
Mary and I had an increasingly rare opportunity to go out to supper the other evening. We decided to hit the local Mexican restaurant on our side of town. Years ago we had been regulars there but as we've reduced out going's out, we've cut this place from our list. But it has great food and plenty of it – all hearty and heavy.
Anyways, we were setting there eating and I noticed over by the area where they had their table service there were some white 5 gallon buckets stacked up. The one I could read had "LARD" printed on it in 4" letters. So, I figure, that's one of the reasons their food tasted soo good! sketti_1
I found out last night:
You know youre getting old, when you hear this faint voice - like a little old
lady - say,
"Help, I've fallen and I can't get up."
Then you realize it's you saying it.
You remember using butch wax on your flattop.
Girls wore so many petticoats you weren't sure what their feet were fastened to. You could just see the feet moving.
Even skinny girls wore girdles.
You played tiddlewinks with your pocketknives in the schoolyard.
Hope you are okay, Phil!
Yeah, I'm okay. Just cuttin' up!
You know you're getting old when you can remember when the women folk decorated their dresses with rick-rack.
You know you're getting old when you can remember shoving a wire frame in the legs of your blue jeans and hung them on the cloths line to dry. The wire frame made the pants come out looking like they had been ironed.
Bib I sure wished you hadn't mentioned the wire jeans stretchers, I was going the mom's smoke house the other day looking for some. I loved the way they made my jeans look.
.........You don't have to ask the question, "What are pegged pants?"
You know that neon socks were the craze, and it was really cool to wear a different color on each foot.
The buckle in the back was useless
There was, no longer, a watch pocket
The belt was white and about 1/2 inch wide.
......Oh, you still carry a hankerchief in your rear right pants pocket and a wallet in your left.
Quote from: Tom on July 15, 2008, 10:52:05 AM
You know that neon socks were the craze, and it was really cool to wear a different color on each foot.
Brooke often wears socks of different colors and styles. She can wear any odd looking hat and still look good in it.
Quote from: Tom on July 15, 2008, 10:52:05 AM
......Oh, you still carry a hankerchief in your rear right pants pocket and a wallet in your left.
My Dad has always been bass-ackwards about that...wallet on the right, hankie on the left. Me, I carry wallet on the left and checkbook on the right, and I ain't owned a handkerchief in years. Well, Dad and me have worn the same size britches for quite a while until he recently graduated to a larger size, so he gave me a whole stack of his old ones. I wore a pair of his old Levi's today, and when I reached for my wallet, a neatly folded handkerchief came out with it. :D
??? I have always packed my wallet in the right pocket , very seldom see anyone pull it out with the left hand. And I am a southpaw. :D
That because it's easier to pull it out with your right hand when it's in your right pocket. sheeeezzz! :D :D
We were taught that the button on the left rear pocket was to keep the wallet in. The right pocket had no button. :)
I always wondered why the button was on the wrong pocket. Just to keep my kerchief secure, I guess. :)
Wallet always in my right rear pocket. And kinda glad I don't have a button there to fool with as well. :)
Quote from: beenthere on July 16, 2008, 01:56:19 PM
Wallet always in my right rear pocket. And kinda glad I don't have a button there to fool with as well. :)
The thieves are kinda glad you don't have a button over your wallet too. :D :D
Ed and I carry in the left FRONT pocket. Never lose it and Pickpockets are risking it all, trying the front pocket. ;) ;D
Maybe helps ta have tight fittin jeans... ;D ;D ;D
(and no thieves :) )
Friend of mine in Italy had his wallet in a buttoned vest pocket, that was under a zipped outer jacket...but the thieves on a crowded bus removed the wallet without his knowing it (until he had just left the bus).
Quote from: Fla._Deadheader on July 16, 2008, 02:03:38 PM
Ed and I carry in the left FRONT pocket. Never lose it and Pickpockets are risking it all, trying the front pocket. ;) ;D
I just knew we had to have something in commun ;D :D
Always had it in the left front . Have my watch on the right arm ...
I don't know about old, but ya know you're getting bored when you're talking about this sort of stuff. ::) :D :D
I always thought the right rear for the wallet and the right front for the compact automatic thief stopper. ;D
I was taught to keep my wallet in left rear pocket and to keep my bills sorted and arranged. That was so when I pulled my wallet with my left hand and opened it, the faces would be showing and numbers up and in numerical sequence from $1, up. I then could reach in with my right hand and pull out the bills.
My sons and many younger men just stuff cash in their pockets. When they go to pay for something, they've got this nasty wad to unfold and fumble through.
I did buck the tradition by getting a tri-fold instead of just a bi-fold wallet.
Quote from: WH_Conley on July 16, 2008, 05:03:15 PM
I always thought the right rear for the wallet and the right front for the compact automatic thief stopper. ;D
Years ago, there were some rough coustomers that lived in our area and they frequently ran off the slab in front of our house. I never knew what kind of situation I might find, so I got to where I'd slip my .25 ACP in my hip pocket before I went to pull them out. On one occasion, it was an old fellow that gave me several stories to tell my grandkids. When I saw who it was, I forgot all about my 'piece' untill he said "I've got one too" "One what?" I asked. He pulled up his shirt to show me the old .32 revolver in his belt. :D :D
We neither one had a wallet or anything to put in one :(
Uncle packed this little jewel for years...I don't think he would have understood or even cared about the debate for conceal/carry. I know it's never been shot in anger...and just a few times at beer bottles.
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Dad asked if I would go with him today to re-new his truck license. He wanted to get a license plate that showed he was a veteran of WW-II just to keep up with his buddies. Since he doesn't hear well I told him to sit down in the license bureau and I would handle it all. The nice, young, and cute lady said I would have to show my honorable discharge (DD-214) to get the plate which I did. She than preceded to compliment me on my service to the country. ??? ::) ??? ::)
DanG Larry, you must of been -4 years old when you served in WW-II. Of course, anyone over 40 looks real old to the younger folks.
I really age well. :D ;D :D :D :D
Quote from: Bibbyman on July 16, 2008, 05:44:29 PM
I was taught to keep my wallet in left rear pocket and to keep my bills sorted and arranged. That was so when I pulled my wallet with my left hand and opened it, the faces would be showing and numbers up and in numerical sequence from $1, up. I then could reach in with my right hand and pull out the bills.
Bib, that is something that drives us Canucks crazy. All your bills are the same colour. No wonder you have to do it that way. :D
The same colour as whaut? ???
Quote from: sawguy21 on July 17, 2008, 12:39:40 AM
All your bills are the same colour. No wonder you have to do it that way. :D
Not no more. All the new bills they're coming out with look fakes. :-\
Remember silver certificates and $2.00 bills? And when 10 cents and up were real silver?
Back in '66 we took our first family vacation out of state and drove to L.A. to visit dad's brother. Mom saved up changed for a couple of years to pay for the trip. She must have had $500.00 in silver coins she rolled up and traded in for traveler's checks.
Quote from: Bibbyman on July 17, 2008, 03:40:05 AM
Back in '66
I remember that year most well...graduated from high school and knew it all...or so I thought. :o :o
Dad hit the bank yesterday to pick up a roll of the latest state quarters...Arizona. His favorite teller told him the mint was going to start kicking out gold dollars...can't wait to see what they are made from.
Quote from: Bibbyman on July 16, 2008, 05:44:29 PM
I was taught to keep my wallet in left rear pocket and to keep my bills sorted and arranged. That was so when I pulled my wallet with my left hand and opened it, the faces would be showing and numbers up and in numerical sequence from $1, up. I then could reach in with my right hand and pull out the bills.
My sons and many younger men just stuff cash in their pockets. When they go to pay for something, they've got this nasty wad to unfold and fumble through.
I did buck the tradition by getting a tri-fold instead of just a bi-fold wallet.
I can not remember the last time I had money in my wallet. Well, except when I used to
have some from time to time, I could keep a bill or two stashed for emergency.
If I'm allowed to have any actual paper money on my person, I keep it neatly folded in my front pocket with my challenge coin. If I'm out on a trip where I have to have some money, I always keep a few ones on the outside of the fold. Wallet is just for driver license, other ID's and a couple of gas cards (Chevron and Valero).
I don't think I have any pants without a watch pocket. I don't do watches, but I keep my little swiss army, a spare cuff key and my lucky chinese coin there.
I thik riding in the saddle convinced me that having much in a wallet was a real PITA. :D
I gave up carrying my wallet about ten years ago. It now stays wedged in the four wheel drive shifter boot. Got really bad back pain from sitting on my wallet, but not because it had too much money in it. ;)
Dave
Quote from: Dave Shepard on July 17, 2008, 06:40:08 PM
I gave up carrying my wallet about ten years ago. It now stays wedged in the four wheel drive shifter boot. Got really bad back pain from sitting on my wallet, but not because it had too much money in it. ;)
Dave
Yea, every stupid place you do business wants to issue you a customer card for some reason. I get to where I won't do business with the places because of it. We had a big box store move into our side of town. I thought "Cool! It'll be the closest, quickest place to pick up something I need, when I need it." I got their "friends" card that was supposed to give you some credit back sometime on something. After a couple of trips and I couldn't find or they didn't have what I needed, I quit shopping there and went the extra mile to Westlakes Hardware. A month or so back I went in the big box store with Mary to get some plants. I dug out my card. They couldn't find me in their records. Seems if you don't do business within some length of time, they drop you. So much for being friends. Now when they ask, I just tell them I don't have the card but give them my cousin's name. He's going to wonder when he bought all that stuff to get the special credits.