i bought a brand new brass drift punch. used it once to knock out some barrel wedges on my muzzle loader. turned the garage upside down looking for it. if you find your chains Sam, look around to see if my punch has been hanging out with them.
Lost a $1,300.00 rol air gas air compressor off the back of my truck 2 weeks ago. Left the tail gate down, got an emergency call and took off like a bat out of hell. Got to my destination and saw tailgate down and realized I’d seriously fugked up. Retraced route and nada. Thank God I have a couple back ups.
Go to the cabinet to get the belt sander one day, not there, I turn the fugging garage upside down trying to find it finally said to hell with it and went a bought a new one. Two days later my bud comes into the garage and says I brought your sander back.
For some reason I couldn't remeber I had loaned it to him about 3 months before. I told him to keep it and that I may borrow it back one day.
I don't lose things, I put them away so they don't get lost. A lot of things are put away around here. No idea where though.I should buy stock in that company that makes those "Post It" pads. I have them stuck all over. I never say to myself "I'll remember that.
I did find a 8ft 1/4" chain out in the pasture other day that I had wrapped it around the rear blade frame on the tractor.It had been missing since summer.
I've lost my youthful ambition. I've lost my marbles. I've lost my temper...... especially when I've lost something expensive. I've lost many many things.
I own 3 or 4 of every tool that I use. I very seldom can't find something for not having it (my problem is my helpers not putting thing back where they belong) one of the fastest ways to piss me off is for me to go for a specific tool and having to search high & low for it because it wasn't put back properly. Well that or finding it not cleaned up after the last use. OCD with a touch of autism is a bitch to live with.
I use it in to charge the battery on my RV trailer, my quad, and the side by side during the winter, all parked at different locations on the property. The charger gets rotated from one battery to another.
It has never left my acreage, but dammed if I can find it for days at a time. Never can remember which battery it’s charging.
Found it yesterday by the Christmas tree with the light out front. I looked all over my property for days looking for it. I musta set it down to mess with the lights and went back in the house…………
Lived with a buddy that fed cattle with his dad. Had chains on the tractor tires till it froze. Couldn't remember where he put them but remembered when he speared a bail with the bucket bolt on forks and dumped the whole works into a tub grinder
Lived with a buddy that fed cattle with his dad. Had chains on the tractor tires till it froze. Couldn't remember where he put them but remembered when he speared a bail with the bucket bolt on forks and dumped the whole works into a tub grinder
I used to have two 8 pound splitting mauls beat on one with the other and I could split about anything. Till one disappeared after tearing the place apart a couple times I think I can declare it officially lost. Or stolen that's the bad part wondering if it was my fault, or not.
I swear my wife hides my stuff, cause she always knows where it is. I’m pretty sure she’s doing it so she can gloat over me about knowing where everything is.
I swear my wife hides my stuff, cause she always knows where it is. I’m pretty sure she’s doing it so she can gloat over me about knowing where everything is.
Have you done any offroading with the bale bed where they could have just slid off?
Thought about that but I don't know.
Chains usually lay pretty flat and for whatever reason seem to hang on. Enough snow in the corners to keep them still.
So it's not just a slick flatbed with no sides.
I have drank a few beers and had to go back and find stuff a few times.
3 buds out on night, 1 of which is a paraplegic and in a wheel chair. They were drinking and having a good time, went back to drop Steve off and his wheelchair wasn't in the back of the truck.
Lost a $1,300.00 rol air gas air compressor off the back of my truck 2 weeks ago. Left the tail gate down, got an emergency call and took off like a bat out of hell. Got to my destination and saw tailgate down and realized I’d seriously fugked up. Retraced route and nada. Thank God I have a couple back ups.
You could have borrowed Sam's chain to tie it down with.........
Losing farm chains is one of the worst. For whatever reason they last so long they are usually packed with memories and have an inflated worth to their rightful owner. At least they do for me.
Losing farm chains is one of the worst. For whatever reason they last so long they are usually packed with memories and have an inflated worth to their rightful owner. At least they do for me.
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
When our older daughter was 4 or so, that little monster would hide inside the coats or long clothes when we went into clothing stores. First time scared us to death, we found her when she started giggling or we'd have never found her.
I know right where my big chain is. At the bottom of a bucket of yard tools holding the whole thing upright. I have to really need it before I go get it.
A brush hog is the best metal detector for farm fencing and logging cable that has ever been invented.
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Yeah, I could write a book.
Most of the time it's old, rolled up barbwire, and sometimes cattle panels left flat on the ground.
But once, I found an old steel/porcelain bath tub they'd used as a water trough, but had been dragged off and weeds/brush had grown up so that I couldn't see it.
Hit the PTO kill switch quick, but not before it looked like a rolled up burrito.
Yesterday I watched a guy pick up a bale of hay from the highway and stuff it in the back of his car. This year a bale costs a few $$. I haven't lost many thing permanently but I sure spend a lot of time turning around looking for something I laid down 2 minutes ago.
A brush hog is the best metal detector for farm fencing and logging cable that has ever been invented.
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LOL...
Yeah, I could write a book.
Most of the time it's old, rolled up barbwire, and sometimes cattle panels left flat on the ground.
But once, I found an old steel/porcelain bath tub they'd used as a water trough, but had been dragged off and weeds/brush had grown up so that I couldn't see it.
Hit the PTO kill switch quick, but not before it looked like a rolled up burrito.
Mowed over an old bed spring mattress on my second pass through some thick stuff trying to slick it off. My 115hp tractor and 10' heavy duty Bush Wacker made it a he'll of a job.
A brush hog is the best metal detector for farm fencing and logging cable that has ever been invented.
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LOL...
Yeah, I could write a book.
Most of the time it's old, rolled up barbwire, and sometimes cattle panels left flat on the ground.
But once, I found an old steel/porcelain bath tub they'd used as a water trough, but had been dragged off and weeds/brush had grown up so that I couldn't see it.
Hit the PTO kill switch quick, but not before it looked like a rolled up burrito.
I backed a brush hog into an overgrown corner, set it down, and found a part roll of re-mesh someone had discarded. An hour later, out of breath from using bad language, I went back to work. Thought I'd wear that little pair of bolt cutters out on that mess!
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
I must be married to her sister. That is exactly what happens here. My wife has to move everything she touches. She might move it an inch or she might move it to some unknown location, but it will be moved.
Can't find the one & only spotting scope window mount I've ever had. Bought it years ago, take it out of the truck at the end of every season, put it in the one & only place it EVER goes, go to get it last month...gone. Gutted both trucks and camper multiple times, every closet repeatedly...gone. Bought a new one.
Big question is why do I (we) go back and look in the same places we've already looked, and not just once?
Losing farm chains is one of the worst. For whatever reason they last so long they are usually packed with memories and have an inflated worth to their rightful owner. At least they do for me.
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
I must be married to her sister. That is exactly what happens here. My wife has to move everything she touches. She might move it an inch or she might move it to some unknown location, but it will be moved.
Same. We oughta go punch their Momma right in the mouth!
One thing about it; chains are expensive. When you need them, you have to have 'em. I try to keep a couple tucked away should I lose the others. Best way to store them is on the tractor in a PVC pipe tucked into the loader frame behind the bucket using PVC caps.
Losing farm chains is one of the worst. For whatever reason they last so long they are usually packed with memories and have an inflated worth to their rightful owner. At least they do for me.
Losing farm chains is one of the worst. For whatever reason they last so long they are usually packed with memories and have an inflated worth to their rightful owner. At least they do for me.
Every stretched link tells a story.
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Leave your ass hole out of this.
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Yep. I choked on my brisket we had catered in to work. lol
I have had the best luck finding things i have lost by buying more.
As soon as i get them it shows up.
It's how i have 2 Greenlee meters.
Yep. Last Thursday I spent several hours looking for the snowshoes I thought I bought last year (and never used). I knew I'd need some to pack a snow machine track the last 100 yards into our rec cabin (4' of fluff _ don't have powder machines). Finally concluded I'd only thought of buying them, and had used my wife's instead, if I'd needed too.
Friday afternoon I bought new ones at SW. Got out of the truck in the garage and immediately spotted my "old" ones, hanging on the caribou rack with several gun boots, still in the snowshoe's black carrying case. I'd been looking for nekkid ones.....tunnel vision.
I'll be taking the SW ones back today.
I hope they'll take them back without the receipt.....
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
I must be married to her sister. That is exactly what happens here. My wife has to move everything she touches. She might move it an inch or she might move it to some unknown location, but it will be moved.
Same. We oughta go punch their Momma right in the mouth!
It's a sisterhood. I took the camper off the truck, took the truck in for repairs, took the plate off the camper and laid it on the entry bench in the garage so I would remember to install it on the truck for the winter when the truck came back. Spent half a day tearing things up looking for that plate when the truck did come back.
3 weeks later and a couple off-the-wall additional searches, I figured I'd best CMA, and bought new plates. Two days later I got into a file cabinet in the house, looking for a boat registration. There was the missing plate. I sure as hell didn't bring it into the house and file it!
I don't file anything! And I only get into the files when she isn't home.
I usually buy cheapshìt Harbor Freight chingchong tools, but a few years ago I bought myself an expensive set of punches. Used them one time right after I bought them, never saw them again. Still pisses me off several years later.
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
I must be married to her sister. That is exactly what happens here. My wife has to move everything she touches. She might move it an inch or she might move it to some unknown location, but it will be moved.
Same. We oughta go punch their Momma right in the mouth!
The worst part is that she acts like I should know where it is since she put it in the proper place.
My cordless DeWalt impact screwdriver is missing. It isn't in the house, the garage, nor the rec cabin. I'm guessing it's under the snow either here or at the rec cabin....
I'll have to buy a new one. (Damn! ) I'll need one before spring to take down some sheetrock we recently put up in the rec cabin. Got ahead of myself on that.
My bad - I didn't go through/trace the last two owners' wiring until this past weekend, and it's AFU.
If the missing driver is under the snow, it's probably shot anyway. No reason, tho, not to have two working ones if it isn't.
Someone also "lost" some "temporary wiring" on the top floor. Why else would there be two hot wires into a single ceiling light outlet, and no switch on one of them - at least both go thru a breaker in the 2nd floor box.. One of the other three "dead" wires in that ceiling outlet goes to a wall outlet (hooked it to a live for tracing) . Who the hell runs wall outlet wiring from a ceiling fixture? 'Sposed to go the other way! No idea where the "dead" other two go. One probably goes to the outside deck light - which is getting "lost" in my remodel/refinish starting-to-look-like-new career..... #&**!. Removal/reroutingis on the agenda, so some unfinished ceiling ( and probably wall) sheetrock needs to come back down.
But I need that "lost" DeWalt.... there is a reason I no longer use nails....
SIGH!
And to think, all I wanted to do 10 months ago was to build a better stairs. That's not started yet - one of those deals where you can't get from A to B without going through half the rest of the alphabet. The scenic route!
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
I must be married to her sister. That is exactly what happens here. My wife has to move everything she touches. She might move it an inch or she might move it to some unknown location, but it will be moved.
Same. We oughta go punch their Momma right in the mouth!
The worst part is that she acts like I should know where it is since she put it in the proper place.
Me: "Where did you put such and such that was sitting right HERE?"
Her: "I didn't touch it. You must have used it. Is it in the garage?"
Me: "I haven't used it since last winter and it sat right HERE on this bench in the entryway all summer long."
My wife is a great “organizer”. When i can’t find something, five’ll get you ten she’s organized it into a new secret location because SHE doesn’t use it, hence it should be put someplace where it doesn’t clutter up the stuff SHE uses.
I must be married to her sister. That is exactly what happens here. My wife has to move everything she touches. She might move it an inch or she might move it to some unknown location, but it will be moved.
Same. We oughta go punch their Momma right in the mouth!
And here I was thinking it’s a Chinese thing. Must be one of those sex-linked traits they told us about in Biology class.
I don't usually lose stuff, but sometimes have a difficult time laying my hands on stuff when i need it.
Was tooling up my buggy at work a few nights ago, for a job that comes around frequently. I know before I start what I need to finish. Got out to the job and I can't find my 3/4 drive 1 13/16 socket. Clearly remember taking it out of the locker. Went and borrowed a socket, and got the job done. Putting those tools up, and I drop the socket in my front pocket to return it. Click... Did that whole job with that big ass socket in my front pocket.
Kinda like losing your safety glasses on top your head. You don't find them til you try to put a hard hat over them...
Can't find the one & only spotting scope window mount I've ever had. Bought it years ago, take it out of the truck at the end of every season, put it in the one & only place it EVER goes, go to get it last month...gone. Gutted both trucks and camper multiple times, every closet repeatedly...gone. Bought a new one.
Big question is why do I (we) go back and look in the same places we've already looked, and not just once?
Dunno about you, but I go back because it often ends up being there after all. Happened to me about three days ago with a tube of sealant. Swore and bedamned it was in a blue tube; turned out it was clear, like the sealant. I literally looked right through it the first time.
I usually lose something and then find it looking for something else when I am not needing the first item anymore. Aggravating. I once lost a wheel spacer for my dirt bike. I ended up driving 30 miles to find the closest one in stock for a big race I was going to. I moved out a couple months later and thought I'd find that spacer when I stripped down to bare walls and floor. Nope.
Can't find the one & only spotting scope window mount I've ever had. Bought it years ago, take it out of the truck at the end of every season, put it in the one & only place it EVER goes, go to get it last month...gone. Gutted both trucks and camper multiple times, every closet repeatedly...gone. Bought a new one.
Big question is why do I (we) go back and look in the same places we've already looked, and not just once?
Dunno about you, but I go back because it often ends up being there after all. Happened to me about three days ago with a tube of sealant. Swore and bedamned it was in a blue tube; turned out it was clear, like the sealant. I literally looked right through it the first time.
Quantum theory. My version anyway. You have to keep looking in the same place until it shows up. It's there all along, but until both your's and the object's states of space/time/matter/energy match up, you ain't gonna see it.
So, your vibrations and the object’s have to be in sync, like a pair of motor- generators before you put them online?
That's simplified, but accurate. I think.
Whole papers have been written on quantum physics.
None of which I have read or would understand..... . I just want to find the damned car keys, right there on the counter where I laid them and looked for them 3 times already.
I used to have two 8 pound splitting mauls beat on one with the other and I could split about anything. Till one disappeared after tearing the place apart a couple times I think I can declare it officially lost. Or stolen that's the bad part wondering if it was my fault, or not.
That's funny.
I've got one 8 pound maul. I figure if I can't split something with that....................................it don't need split. Goes on the campfire wood pile.
I've got a wedge or two around this place, I could care less where they've gone!
One of my friends years ago had his dad watching his 3 year some days. One day his 3 year old goes, Dammit myself, where the hell did I put that now? That was the end of Grandpa the babysitter.
Laughing. My wife's mother and stepdad watched our daughter when she was a wee lass. Stepdad was an Okie mechanic and my daughter loved to hang out in the garage with Grandpa Bill. We heard a few good ones.
I used to have two 8 pound splitting mauls beat on one with the other and I could split about anything. Till one disappeared after tearing the place apart a couple times I think I can declare it officially lost. Or stolen that's the bad part wondering if it was my fault, or not.
That's funny.
I've got one 8 pound maul. I figure if I can't split something with that....................................it don't need split. Goes on the campfire wood pile.
I've got a wedge or two around this place, I could care less where they've gone!
That's what I've come to, with no wood stove to feed any more what little wood I need can be split with my remaining mall or it can stay there in the bush. At our last place I could get beautiful fir tops and checked logs after the loggers were done with an area. But it was big wood and knotty as hell at times. I have a splitting wedge too but the two mall deal worked pretty good.
I used to have two 8 pound splitting mauls beat on one with the other and I could split about anything. Till one disappeared after tearing the place apart a couple times I think I can declare it officially lost. Or stolen that's the bad part wondering if it was my fault, or not.
That's funny.
I've got one 8 pound maul. I figure if I can't split something with that....................................it don't need split. Goes on the campfire wood pile.
I've got a wedge or two around this place, I could care less where they've gone!
That's what I've come to, with no wood stove to feed any more what little wood I need can be split with my remaining mall or it can stay there in the bush. At our last place I could get beautiful fir tops and checked logs after the loggers were done with an area. But it was big wood and knotty as hell at times. I have a splitting wedge too but the two mall deal worked pretty good.
So, your vibrations and the object’s have to be in sync, like a pair of motor- generators before you put them online?
That's simplified, but accurate. I think.
Whole papers have been written on quantum physics.
None of which I have read or would understand..... . I just want to find the damned car keys, right there on the counter where I laid them and looked for them 3 times already.
I always find it best to look for something else. Because you always find the things that you are not looking for... and then you get distracted..
Can't find the one & only spotting scope window mount I've ever had. Bought it years ago, take it out of the truck at the end of every season, put it in the one & only place it EVER goes, go to get it last month...gone. Gutted both trucks and camper multiple times, every closet repeatedly...gone. Bought a new one.
Big question is why do I (we) go back and look in the same places we've already looked, and not just once?
Dunno about you, but I go back because it often ends up being there after all. Happened to me about three days ago with a tube of sealant. Swore and bedamned it was in a blue tube; turned out it was clear, like the sealant. I literally looked right through it the first time.
If I overlook something a couple of times, it seems I flat can NOT see it! After 20 minutes of looking for a specific tool, I once told my helper to go to my truck, look in my toolbox, and bring it to me. I told him I'd been looking for almost half an hour, couldn't find it, and the approximate location I'd last seen it. 2 minutes later, he came in, with it in hand, and said "It was right where you said it was". Oh welllll I was too young to be senile back then. I think.
I’ve misplaced a dozen Herters bluebill decoys, sometime between the last day of the 1987 duck season in Mobile, AL and the first day of the 1989 duck season in Sturgeon Bay, WI. I was in Puerto Rico in between and I know I didn’t use them there. It has bugged the hell out of me ever since and I’m staring to think they are gone. I don’t usually lose things.
I’ve misplaced a dozen Herters bluebill decoys, sometime between the last day of the 1987 duck season in Mobile, AL and the first day of the 1989 duck season in Sturgeon Bay, WI. I was in Puerto Rico in between and I know I didn’t use them there. It has bugged the hell out of me ever since and I’m staring to think they are gone. I don’t usually lose things.
At this point anything is possible. I had what I thought was a pretty good spread of divers with 4 dozen bluebills and 3 dozen cans back then. I can account for the cans and 3 dozen bluebills but I’m missing a dozen. Got all the geese and puddle ducks accounted for too. Somebody, somewhere got lucky! Those were experienced decoys.
Laughing. My wife's mother and stepdad watched our daughter when she was a wee lass. Stepdad was an Okie mechanic and my daughter loved to hang out in the garage with Grandpa Bill. We heard a few good ones.
I came home from work one day. The wife greeted me warmly, told me to sit in my recliner, handed me a cup of coffee then hit play on the VCR. On the screen one of my kids laying under his trike, tapping it with a wrench and going, "chit, got dammit, chit". She quit sending them out to "help" daddy fix the car after that.
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