Neanderpundit

Over the years, in the course of doing my job, I have done and seen some amazing and amusing things. I did a packaging job for a company that makes donuts, one time, and as a result, ended up with 14 cases of donuts (we used them to test the system. We ate them, naturally). Once we got so much toilet paper that everyone in the company ended up with 96 rolls. I have a left and right lower A arm for an 02 vette. A tiny glass vial containing five or six little titanium “nails” less than three thousandths of an inch long, that are used to secure people’s retinas in place. A Lycoming cylinder head.

Of the tchotchkes I have collected, my favorites, being a gun nut, are the gun related items.Brass solids for a manufacturer of bullets. Cylinders, slides, and frames for Smithski and Wessonovitch. Barrel blanks for small 22 revolvers. Internal parts for two different manufacturers of AR type weapons. All the stuff they let me take home is “demilled”, or deliberately damaged in such a way that it cannot be made into a firearm.

Still, you’d think they’d let me take home at least ONE complete gun. The closest I ever came was when Mossberg offered to sell me one at a discount price (You’d be amazed at how close to “retail” the mossberg “Wholesales”, very little markup on those 500’s when you see them at Wally World). Having a closet full of shotguns, I declined. I have gotten to shoot a lot of nice custom shop stuff, and have been in a lot of fine shops, big and small.

Little by little, I’m tossing this stuff, because it has no value except sentimental value, to me, and you’d be surprised how much space it takes up. The only thing I won’t part with is a special tool, gundrilled for coolant in a way that the manufacturer said was impossible, in a way Fanuc said was impossible. That just gave me more incentive to do it. I keep the first part on my desk. The very first part I made passed inspection, something the customer thought impossible, and the system has been running properly and without a hiccup continuously since 1998. I wish I had the money it has saved them.

The most unusual part I have is a track link for a Cat trackhoe. I use it occasionally as an anvil, they’re so damned big and the steel is so tough. Most of the time it’s used to keep the door on my shed open when I’m mowing. it’s about 14″ long and weighs about thirty pounds.

As I work to clear up the mess, I find that the space I clear beckons to be filled with new crap, and I’m resisting the temptation. So far.

I have been working with a belt I bought at Cabelas for some couple of years now, and it’s gotten to the point where it’s rugged.

On a fat old guy, belts tend to roll readily, and this one was no exception. it was getting to the point where it was almost a rope.

A new Cabelas belt was about $39, and the new weren’t even as nice as the one i had. They’re all made from that bonded leather crap now.

So I went to Tandy on my way home tonight and got a nice piece of 1.750″ Latigo leather, and some sex bolts. I’m tired of halfass belts that fall apart, and now I have one that would have made a nice piece of harness leather. I bolted the belt together instead of sewing it, and used four bolts where most big belts use two. The buckle is a roller that would make a good carabiner. I burnished the edges and put it on.

If they made a holster for a Ma Deuce, this belt would hold it up.

Sunday, on the way to the range with Mr B and Midwest Chick, partner and i stopped for a mcDonald’s Frappe.

The lactose does some interesting stuff to me, let me tell you.

So at the end of the day, when Mr b said “I’ll remember not to stand downrange of you guys” I heard “Downwind” instead of ‘Downrange’ and thought, damn, I didn’t think I was farting THAT loudly. I mean, I used to work with a guy whose farts would set off the Clapper in his house, but I didn’t think mine were that loud, and everyone had earplugs in. I was standing downwind, though, thankfully.