Saturday, March 1, 2014
The Dull Men's Club
"Celebrate the ordinary. We take our time - it's a great invention - it keeps things from happening all at once. Glitz and glam - not worth the effort."
The Dull Men's Club. Where dull men - and women who appreciate dull men - share thoughts and experiences about ordinary things. Not to be confused with Trooper York's.
Today's event is the Chiditarod. It's a version of the Iditarod dog sled race, except it takes place in a neighborhood in Chicago, with shopping carts in stead of dog sleds.
There's also the 10th Annual Orange Marmalade Festival, if you can stand the excitement.
Best of all is the event that lasts the entire month of March - Watching Sap Drip.
Celebrate your inner dullness!
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I think we saw the Sap Drip yesterday in DC, talking about the "uncontested arrival" of the Russkies in the Ukraine.
I had the misfortune to listen to someone talk about "antique Milk bottles" for 30 minutes.
I'd nominate him for membership.
I'll nominate myself too. I stand still on escalators. If I want to move, I take the stairs.
In the dead of winter, on another snowy day... we are all members of the Dull Men's Club.
How dare you!
I was just taking a short break and resting before going back to my normal day of chewing up the universe and molding it to my will. Everybody needs a nap now and then.
Women don't know what they're missing cutting the nonscintillating out of their dating pool. Like, for instance, a steady paycheck. And more thorough, if somewhat less taxing, lovemaking.
The Sap Drip means something entirely different at the Trooper York blog. Normally it includes either Joey Heatherton or Angie Dickinson.
And tissues. Just sayn'
Here are a few topics for Dull Men's Club meetings or for any other time dull men meet up to do some pondering: How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?
I've wondered about that one. What's the rule of thumb. I'm betting Chickl knows.
The chain on my 088 was dull, so I sharpened it. Then I finished sawing the Hackberry log that has been here since last Monday.
Had a few exciting moments cutting thin slabs out of a log that contained a lot of fence wire, but the job is done now and I can go back to being dull.
The rule of thumb is you are assassinated if you are shot by a guy with three names.
Lee Harvey Oswald.
James Earl Rey.
Mark David Chapmen.
When you are murder it is by someone with two names but a three word description.
A black yute.
Disappointed Office seeker.
Deranged postal employee
estranged former spouse
Sixty Grit. A dull man who has a sharp saw. Women find that attractive.
LOL!
But I have to ask myself - do they like me for my inner beauty or the 36" bar on my 88.
What the hey - either one, I am good with it...
After I walked out to the mail box and back today, I became a Cold Dull Man.
@rcocean re: antique milk bottles/
Dull? I once listened for 30 min on late-nite talk radio to a discussion of how various shot-gun gauges are determined by the number of pellets that can be fitted in the barrels, etc.
Man, that last one sounds fascinatin'!
Michael Haz said...
Sixty Grit. A dull man who has a sharp saw. Women find that attractive.
Stihl waters run deep.
@sixty/
I think it was as much as the dry, dead-pan delivery, as anything--that and the 0330 hour, lol.
@ chickenman/
You know what they give punsters, don't you? PUNishment..
Then there are dull/normal men, like dog walkers.
"Man, that last one sounds fascinatin'!"
Indeed it does. And in a similar vein, I find that the ANSI standards for abrasive grit specifications available through the Coated Abrasive Manufacturers Institute's website provide an almost endless source of exciting information.
We find here the particle size requirements for grade 60 or "P60" abrasive grits per ANSI, Fepa and JIS standards which show a particle size of 265 micrometers or approximately .0104 inches.
Breathtaking.
And though I have some experience in these matters, I was shocked to discover that 60 grit is designated a "medium" rather than a "coarse" grade.
Live and learn.
And as I return from posting that, I see that the chickenman has Putinized any further attempts at humor with his 8:21.
There is no dis-Putin the Chickenman.
P60 is that commie-euro trash nomenclature. Here in the USA we are 60, of coarse, that's just how we roll. Or sand.
Even when coarse, he's fine, fine, fine.
That's why the whittlers in the 'hood call him Siddy G.
Man, I am going to get that on a necklace!
Rabel lol.
I'm feeling kinda ansi.
Sixty, why are you paraphrasing Bill Clinton at 9:14?
Rabel Rabel, your face is a mess...
I went hiking around some old ANSI ruins once in New Mexico once. Bandelier NM I think.
"...the 36" bar on my 88."
Is that for slicing extra-big moon pies :)
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