Day/Night Owls Chit Chat

[Black Orchid]

The trees are beautiful, if you aren't parked under them.






I broke my arm in this storm in 1978. I lived at the top of a hill that was covered with ice. All of the neighborhood kids took advantage of the situation by sliding down the hill on anything we could find. Someone found a sheet of plywood. Several of us were on the plywood and then we were dogpiled by several other kids. As the plywood went down the hill spinning, I happened to be in front when we hit a parked Plymouth Roadrunner. With several kids on top of me, I couldn't move and my wrist was broken by all of their weight as I hit the tire of the car. It was still worth it. Good times.

I'm amazed I didn't break more than my arm as a kid. We used to build tree houses out in the woods, made rope swings over the local creeks, rode skateboards, jumped trash cans with our bicycles, played tackle football in the mud with no pads, etc.....

We did similar things here. Fun times. I used to love swinging across a creek on a rope and instead of makeshift sleds in the snow/ice we had billy carts and would fly down roads that had the biggest hills. They could be quite dangerous if they got out of control. The one below is quite an upmarket one too. Most were pretty basic.



BTW no pads for football here lol

[BigP]

The trees are beautiful, if you aren't parked under them.






I broke my arm in this storm in 1978. I lived at the top of a hill that was covered with ice. All of the neighborhood kids took advantage of the situation by sliding down the hill on anything we could find. Someone found a sheet of plywood. Several of us were on the plywood and then we were dogpiled by several other kids. As the plywood went down the hill spinning, I happened to be in front when we hit a parked Plymouth Roadrunner. With several kids on top of me, I couldn't move and my wrist was broken by all of their weight as I hit the tire of the car. It was still worth it. Good times.

I'm amazed I didn't break more than my arm as a kid. We used to build tree houses out in the woods, made rope swings over the local creeks, rode skateboards, jumped trash cans with our bicycles, played tackle football in the mud with no pads, etc.....

We did similar things here. Fun times. I used to love swinging across a creek on a rope and instead of makeshift sleds in the snow/ice we had billy carts and would fly down roads that had the biggest hills. They could be quite dangerous if they got out of control. The one below is quite an upmarket one too. Most were pretty basic.



BTW no pads for football here lol

We used to make canoes out of sheets of corrugated iron , cats worked better than mono hulls

[Texan]

We had a tree in front of our house split right down the middle of the trunk from the weight of the ice on the branches in 1980. It sounded like lightning striking as the tree split.

Probably had a split in it that got water in it which froze and expanded then all that snow finished it off,

The branches get very heavy with thick layers of ice and the weight pulled the tree apart like a wishbone on a chicken. Every little twig on that tree had about a cm thick coat of ice. The branches start hanging down and dragging the ground. An old tree is too brittle to bend like that.

[BigP]

We had a tree in front of our house split right down the middle of the trunk from the weight of the ice on the branches in 1980. It sounded like lightning striking as the tree split.

Probably had a split in it that got water in it which froze and expanded then all that snow finished it off,

The branches get very heavy with thick layers of ice and the weight pulled the tree apart like a wishbone on a chicken. Every little twig on that tree had about a cm thick coat of ice. The branches start hanging down and dragging the ground. An old tree is too brittle to bend like that.

""{The branches get very heavy with thick layers of ice and the weight pulled the tree apart like a wishbone on a chicken""


Sounds like one of them house Democrats

[Texan]

The trees are beautiful, if you aren't parked under them.






I broke my arm in this storm in 1978. I lived at the top of a hill that was covered with ice. All of the neighborhood kids took advantage of the situation by sliding down the hill on anything we could find. Someone found a sheet of plywood. Several of us were on the plywood and then we were dogpiled by several other kids. As the plywood went down the hill spinning, I happened to be in front when we hit a parked Plymouth Roadrunner. With several kids on top of me, I couldn't move and my wrist was broken by all of their weight as I hit the tire of the car. It was still worth it. Good times.

I'm amazed I didn't break more than my arm as a kid. We used to build tree houses out in the woods, made rope swings over the local creeks, rode skateboards, jumped trash cans with our bicycles, played tackle football in the mud with no pads, etc.....

We did similar things here. Fun times. I used to love swinging across a creek on a rope and instead of makeshift sleds in the snow/ice we had billy carts and would fly down roads that had the biggest hills. They could be quite dangerous if they got out of control. The one below is quite an upmarket one too. Most were pretty basic.



BTW no pads for football here lol

We used to make similar carts from old wagon and bicycle parts. My favorite game was newspaper tag. Instead of running to tag somebody, you threw a rolled up newspaper at them. If you were slow, you learned to throw really well. Head shots didn't count. The faster kids were too tempted to bully a little bit and do head shots.

We always had action figures laying around. (Boys version of dolls.). I used to take a plastic bread sack and cut it open. I used old shoe laces to tie the corners to the action figure and fold the plastic tightly. I'd throw my Evel Knievel action figure in the air and the bread sack became his parachute when it unfolded.

I would cut a Y shaped tree limb and use the tongue of Dads old work boot and some rubber bands to make a sling shot.

We would put playing cards in our spokes to make our bicycle sound like a motorcycle. The ramps for the bicycles were legendary. We used to jump trash cans. Evel Knievel was a really bad influence on us.

We would tie a piece of raw bacon on a string and catch crawfish in the creek.

We did some mischievous stuff that I won't go into much, but my favorite was to move somebody's water sprinkler onto their porch and ring their doorbell and run off. We even tried the flaming paper sack full of dog turds on their concrete porch. They would stomp it out.

[Texan]

So the lovely Mrs. Texan and I were in a convenience store a while ago. The plan was for us to each get a drink and I would meet her at the register. I went to the register to pay for both of our drinks when I saw my wife (I thought) grabbing a bunch of snacks off of a shelf. I said loudly that she had better get over here if she wants me to pay for her stuff. I was being obnoxious on purpose because her getting other snacks after we had just left a restaurant wasn't part of the plan. The lady never paid me any attention because she didn't know me. When she turned around, I realized that the lady wasn't my wife and I told the cashier. We started laughing and then my wife walked up, not knowing what was going on. When he saw my wife standing next to the lady with very similar long sleeve navy floral print shirts, long brown hair, and with strange looks on their faces, we laughed even harder. I guess you had to be there.

I'm glad I didn't walk up behind her and slap her on the backside. That would have been very bad.

[Black Orchid]

I'm glad you didn't too

[BigP]

Jeez Tex, you need to carry a pic of your wife around with you mate lol

[BigP]

Or a shot of her ass, lol

[Texan]

Or a shot of her ass, lol

I used to have a picture of my wife from the rear as my avatar.

The shirt was untucked and covered her ass(and her pistol). The similarity was amazing. I wouldn't go slapping my wife on the ass after drawing attention to her in public. That would be disrespectful. I do consider security cameras on expensive items in stores to be "kiss cams" and she is fair game in front of them. I must mark my territory somehow. Other men must know she is unavailable. Texas is known for it's beautiful women, even grandmothers.

http://imgur.com/xBirzMf

By the way, happy Independence Day. Texas celebrates independence from Mexico. For almost 10 years, we were an independent republic before joining the US. As such, our flag is the only flag that is allowed to fly at the same height as the American flag.