Uncle Bud

[Jungle Rat]

Wrong thread you dumb fuck.

[hedge]

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[Jungle Rat]

The Blue Angels are back. Pretty cool when they fly over.

[hedge]

Welp, I ended up buying a Cadillac. A far cry from the tailfin models favored by rappers, it's basically a fancy version of the Buick sedan I was already driving. Pretty much the same size and I think it's got the same engine. A few years newer than the Buick (2013 vs. 2010) and a lot less miles (87K vs. 240K). Got a bunch of interior bells and whistles that the Buick lacked, I'm not sure I care about all that shit (and just leads to a greater likelihood of something breaking) but it has been fun playing around with some of the stuff. I guess I'll be able to talk on my phone thru the car now and look at Google maps on the fancy screen on the dashboard (ditto the radio). Woo-hoo. I bought it from a buddy who got it for his daughter a couple years ago, the main selling point is that he bought it from the sister of the local Cadillac dealer. Obviously it's pretty low mileage for a 12 year old car and the dealership did all the regular maintenance, I like to think that since it was the boss's sister's car they looked after it. Drives great. Now all I need is a Deadhead sticker to put on it...

[innocentbystander]

Enjoy your car

[aTm]

Who do we think here drives the oldest car?

[innocentbystander]

I have a 2011 car and a 2006 pick up.

[Jungle Rat]

Hedge is pimpin

[hedge]

I drove a 2003 Mercury until it had about 300K miles on it. A 2008 Buick with about 100K slid my way for free so I couldn't pass it up. Some lady ran into me at an intersection about a year later and totaled it, her insurance paid up immediately so I went on Craigslist and bought the exact same model except it was a 2010 with around 100K on it. That's what I was driving until I got the Caddy...

[eCat]

I have a 2000 Toyota Tundra with 127K miles

My plan is to keep it at least another decade

but I also have a 2014 car that I drive when I need to haul people around.

I would love to have one of those CTS Station Wagons but I just end up buying a Toyota or Honda.

I'm actually done buying luxury brands like Acura or Lexus. They are nice but they all demand premium fuel and I could just as easily get a loaded Toyota or Honda equivalent with 20 less HP that takes regular.

I sold my MDX and got my wife a Highlander. Took over driving her old car with is the 2014.

not even sure what my next car will be because all my vehicles are paid off and the highest mileage one I have is my truck, so I'm in no hurry but I know it won't be a Lexus or Acura.

[eCat]

oh I also have 1998 Toyota T100, but I have to weld the frame.

Once I get that truck fixed I'm going to give it to the boy to have a 4 wheel drive.

I need to weld the frame on that truck, I have to put a new head on my Ford 8n, I have two Honda 4514 riding mowers that both need timing belts and water pumps (yes, a mower with a timing belt), two cub cadet z 50's that need the hydraulics repaired and two 1986 Honda TRD 350 ATVS that need new rings and gaskets.

My workshop looks like a Sanford and Son set.

[eCat]

and a 1965 Honda Cub that I'm putting a 150cc motor on (supposed to be a 49cc)

I'm helping the boy move into his house this weekend and then instead of working on his house for the past 6 months I will be able to play with my toys.

[hedge]

Bicycle Day is an unofficial celebration on April 19th of the psychedelic revolution and the first psychedelic trip on LSD by Dr. Albert Hofmann in 1943, in tandem with his bicycle ride home from Sandoz Labs. It is commonly celebrated by ingesting psychedelics and riding a bike, sometimes in a parade, and often with psychedelic-themed festivities. The holiday was first named and declared in 1985 by Thomas Roberts, a psychology professor at Northern Illinois University, but has likely been celebrated by psychedelic enthusiasts since the beginning of the psychedelic era, and celebrated in popular culture since at least 2004.

[hedge]

On April 19, 1943, Albert Hofmann ingested 0.25 milligrams (250 micrograms) of LSD. Between one and two hours later, Hofmann experienced slow and gradual changes in his perception. He asked his laboratory assistant to escort him home. Due to wartime restrictions on automobile use, they made the journey by bicycle. On the way, Hofmann became anxious as objects in his field of vision wavered and distorted as if seen in a convex mirror. Upon arriving home, Hofmann's condition rapidly deteriorated as he struggled with feelings of anxiety, alternating in his beliefs that the next-door neighbor was a malevolent witch, that he was going insane, and that the LSD had poisoned him. When the house doctor arrived, however, he could detect no physical abnormalities, save for a pair of widely dilated pupils. Hofmann was reassured, and soon his terror began to give way to a sense of good fortune and enjoyment, as he later wrote:
... Little by little I could begin to enjoy the unprecedented colors and plays of shapes that persisted behind my closed eyes. Kaleidoscopic, fantastic images surged in on me, alternating, variegated, opening and then closing themselves in circles and spirals, exploding in colored fountains, rearranging and hybridizing themselves in constant flux ...
The events of this first LSD trip, now known as "Bicycle Day" in memory of Hofmann's bicycle ride home, proved to Hofmann that he had indeed made a significant discovery: a psychoactive substance with extraordinary potency, capable of causing significant shifts of consciousness in incredibly low doses. (The term trip was first coined by US Army scientists during the 1950s when they were experimenting with LSD.) Hofmann foresaw the drug as a powerful psychiatric tool; because of its intense and introspective nature, he could not imagine anyone using it recreationally. Bicycle Day is increasingly observed in psychedelic communities as a day to celebrate the discovery of LSD.

[innocentbystander]

Simplified:

• You take a hit of acid
• millions of brain cells in your head, that saw straight lines die
• your IQ begins to decline permanently
• BUT, other brain cells that did not see straight lines start to take over for the cells that died
• so now you see curvy lines where things are straight

[hedge]

But at least you know which cruise lines have the best dinner theater…

[innocentbystander]

Abd if you didn't lose so many IQ points doing acid, you would know that too.

[Tree]

Microdose people. Anything less is uncivilized.

[eCat]

you've probably read bits and pieces of this over time

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Back in the day, most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June. Since they were starting to smell, however, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women, and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it … hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water!”

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof, resulting in the idiom, “It’s raining cats and dogs.”

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed, therefore, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt, leading folks to coin the phrase “dirt poor.”

The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way, subsequently creating a “thresh hold.”

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while, and thus the rhyme, “Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.”

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.” They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and “chew the fat.”

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the “upper crust.”

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up, creating the custom of holding a wake.

They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & sold to the tannery. If you had to do this to survive you were “piss poor.”
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot; they “didn’t have a pot to piss in” & were the lowest of the low.

[eCat]

I've thought about how I'd live back then when a bathtub was something you may only see in town once or twice a year.

not sure how anyone went around with a dirty ass for more than a couple of days. Not just an odor issue but also chafing and what not.