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That reminds me of the time I was hauling concrete pipe out of Roanoke. They had a couple of trucks there all the time, the drivers lived in Roanoke. That's all they did, was haul concrete pipe. But if they were extra busy, or there was a big highway project going on, they would put more trucks up there. Many times I would go to Roanoke and just haul pipe for weeks at a time. One day I took a load out to a job off of rt. 100, north of Dublin. You went a little ways up the mountain, then turned onto a dirt road that they had bull dozed into the woods. It was a pretty good ways back in the woods, up and down some really steep hills. When you got back to where they were working, there was no room to turn around so they would hook a cable to the back of the trailer and pick it up with the track hoe. Then they would swing the trailer out over the cliff while you got the truck turned around.

Sign on rt. 29 south of Lynchburg.

No, I just told her to scram, but I was suspicious. It was the uniform, it just didn't look like an official gummint uniform to me.

Must be, this gummint agent showed up here immediately after it happened. She even said "i'm from the gummint, and i'm here to help!..help- any way I can" So I said "I ain't falling for your stupid B.S, now git on 'way from h'yeah!" And she said "fine then!" Then she looked at the evidence, took some pictures, and said "this is terrible- do you want to press charges against the evil-doers?" And I said "nah, it's just a mail box- now beat it".

I have one of those!..spools that is, I have a big spool. It came with the new body that's on the rust bucket.

I took a load of steel to a bridge job in northern VA. one time, DC area. They had the left lane of the street blocked off with orange cones- I pulled in behind the cones to get unloaded, the crane was on the street below. Rush hour traffic in the morning, this guy on a Harley rides by with his left foot sticking out and knocks over every single cone. The guy at the job site said "this a$$ hole does it every morning. Every morning - one of these days I'm going to fill one of them with concrete and see how he likes that". Great idea, but I doubt that he actually ever did it.

...it's just a mailbox. That's what I would have told the person that knocked it off the pole and into the ditch today, if they had walked over and told me they had hit it. We were sitting inside with the TV on this morning when we heard a loud noise. A funeral was going on at the little cemetary across the road, we just figured it was caused by something they were doing. It was. Somebody had hit the mailbox, knocking it completely off the post. I went out and pulled the rest of the board off the post with a crowbar, found a piece of board in the shed that was already cut, took 2 nails and 4 screws out there and had it fixed in about 5 minutes. I even waited until after the funeral to fix it. That's the only thing about it that kind of pissed me off, that nobody said a word. They knocked it completely off, the board had three or four 16 or 20D nails in it, the post was solid, we heard it in the house- so you know they had to know they hit it. Not a word.

That one was at the Keystone Antique Truck and Tractor museum. It was parked out back, and the last time I was there they still hadn't put it on display inside.

now that's a pretty rare animal, i've only seen one.

I got this one- ...and there were 9 birds in that tree in the background, but they had all flown away in the second picture.

You're welcome,might see you there!

Thank you, yes it was a scary situation. I thought the house was a goner. The shed was so close to the house you could spread your arms out and touch both. It was like that when I moved here.

Sept. 10 https://facebook.com/events/s/keystone-blowout/1013890002644992/

This is what the top box of my tool box looked like. I salvaged a few wrenches and things, but not much. Never could get my chain saws started again either. I tried soaking some sockets and other things in white vinegar for about a month, put some pliers, pipe wrenches, and breaker bars in a can of diesel fuel trying to free them up, but nothing worked very good. It was a very intense fire, besides the tools I had several gas cans, oil, and hydraulic fluid in that shed. Almost burned the house down. I was digging through a coffee can full of rusty sockets a while back when I was working on the rust bucket. So the next time I got on Amazon looking for something, before I even typed anything in the search bar, I saw "items on sale" in the suggested items bin. So I clicked on it just out of curiosity and the first thing I saw was this socket set on sale for 55% off. Of couse I clicked "buy now" immediately. They kind of make it too easy to buy stuff. Nice set though, it has 1/4, 3/8, and 1/2 inch drive, regular and deep well, standard and metric sockets, ratchets, extensions, universal joints, everything. I might throw all those rusty ones in the scrap pile. This post belongs here because I was the idiot. The fire was totally my fault. I was smoking a turkey on Thanksgiving day. The smoker was almost touching the shed, about a foot away. And I always raked any leaves away from around it and wet the ground with the garden hose- but I didn't that day. And I wasn't paying as close attention as I should have been, I was inside when the fire started, no doubt from the dry leaves catching fire, and when it spread to the shed it was on.

Maybe, Zina from Gladys is still working though. She does have a lot of vacation days piled up that she can use. We're planning to go to the Watt's Mack show next munt, and the Blowout at the Keystone Antique Truck and Tractor Museum and Winchester in September. She said we were going to go more and do more this year, then "boom!", gas is $5 a gallon.

You are correct! One is a 12 oz. can, the other is 16 ounces!

True that! I can do a little work on older stuff, like changing plugs, putting points in and setting them, and so on. But without a computer thing there's very little you can do with newer stuff. I can change an air filter, that's about it 🤣. I used to have a dwell meter, timing light, distributor wrench, feeler gauges, plug gappers, a big hammer, and a long handled punch, but I lost it in a shed fire. But the shops can hardly fix anything anymore unless the computer tells them what to fix. I took that '91 Dodge pickup to a shop in Concord one time and they told me straight up "that has a carburetor on it, and we don't work on anything that old". Which meant "if we can't plug a computer into it to tell us what's wrong we have no clue". The thing is, it didn't have a carburetor, it was the first year they came out with the throttle body injection.

This is a good show, I went several times when it was at Brad Wike's farm. I was impressed that they had several big plastic barrels sitting around the grounds filled with ice water- free ice water. It used to be in July, then they moved it to September, so I just go to the show in Winchester, Va. instead.

OK, I'll try one- how many differences in these two-

And sadly, it's everywhere these days. This was in Madison Heights, where I went to the eye doctor and took those pictures of the vehicles they're going to auction just a week or two ago.

I strained the wine in the cheesy poofs container today for the first time, first through a strainer, then through two layers of cheesecloth. This is what's left of the berries. I strained it into this bowl first, then strained it through the cheese cloth into these bottles I found in the dumpster. I didn't screw the tops down tight because i'm not sure if it's finished working yet or not. I actually got more than I was expecting.

Here's a couple of youtube videos that were posted about the auction.

I'd never seen as many as I did the first time I went to North Dakota. People usually plant a few around their yard or in their gardens around here, this field up the road is big for these parts. But when I was in North Dakota it was like you said about Italy, just huge fields of them.