That's true, but not the whole story, My wife claims that the site of the male cognitive organ is actually not in the head, but somewhere south of there.Originally Posted by jocky
That's true, but not the whole story, My wife claims that the site of the male cognitive organ is actually not in the head, but somewhere south of there.
Yep, you got me. Is it the accent that gave it away?Scheherezade, stop playing the mystery woman, we all know you come from the Isle of Man.
Where, oh, where did I say anything about it being "by choice"?
Re. male brain vs female brain. Yes, male brain is bigger... and we all know it is all about the size!
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Blokes! Gather 'round the camp fire and pull a cold beer from the cooler. I've a story to tell.
As I foreshadowed earlier, I had felled two trees (a red oak and a quaking aspen) which I intended to cut, split, and stack for use in future winters at the hearth in my home. The project is complete!
To begin, these trees were in the woods near my house and posed a slight risk of falling on the house. So, to ensure the safety of my family, they had to be cut down.
Once they were down, I used my chainsaw to separate the usable wood from the brush. I then hauled the brush to a pile a ways back in the woods (well behind the fence) and cut the logs into 1-foot long sections for splitting.
Here's a picture taken from a this stage (my chainsaw is featured). The tree, as you might tell is the red oak (notice the lovely reddish grain to the wood, which is how the species gets its colorful name:
Once I cut all the sections, I moved them with a wheelbarrow to the wood stack and my splittin' log, seen here:
From there, I used two tools to complete the task of splitting the logs:
This tool (a 100% steel splitting maul):
And this tool ("steel" after a fashion, I think):
I worked on splitting and stacking the wood off and on for the last several days. In the end, the result turned out to be this:
A stout, little stack that's roughly 12' long, by 4'6'' high.
Last edited by The Comedian; 06-30-2009 at 03:24 PM.
“Oh crap”
-- Hellboy
Nice job Comedian. You deserve a good few beers after that.
Sorry, but you've completely lost me now. Are you being held captive?
Murderer!
You're the cause of global warming, you and your ilk, willy-nilly cutting down trees which give us oxygen! Then, even worse, you're going to burn it and release all the carbon the tree stored during its century of life.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
Atheist, away with your tree huggery. Great job comedian.
Our house is heated by a wood stove too, so I know the satisfaction of a well stocked woodpile built by the strengh of one's arm, and the sweat of one's brow.
Comedian, I thought that fence was unsurpassable, but you have risen to new heights of creativity. You are a man's man and I am enjoying that cold beer, warm in the knowledge that the female race do not come close in ordering the natural world. One teeny, weeny criticism, ditch the trainers.
How to spoil the wifes meticulously planned female only party, A: refuse to vacate the living room. B: Keep your feet firmly planted on the coffee table, shoes on or off optional. C: Refuse to turn the telly down D: Offer your opinion sporadically and vociferously while graciously sharing your cheapest bottle of Buckfast. This is guaranteed to work, I have still got the scars to prove it.
Last for tonight I promise. I joined Literature Network Forum to enjoy the thrill of contributing to the cut and thrust of literary criticiscm. Unfortunately, I found the Cold Ale thread and realised instantly I was at home. Athiest, you have a lot to answer for!
Cold Ale? I might be a woman, but I'm one of the boys! Count me in for a cold pint of Guinness, or a stout whiskey xD.
Naked except for a cigarette, you let your mind drift and forget your disbelief. Feel the chill down your back and the flutter of wings through dandelion fields, and forget the pull of gravity in a night without stars.
I lack eloquence and commitment to my arguments. They are half baked, and I will begin passionately, and then abandon them.
*breaking into the blokes' thread*
I dont do this usually but...
Wow Comedian! Your work has impressed me! I have never know someone who has done that until now
now, i better leave before someone kick me out
Last edited by The Walker; 06-30-2009 at 10:05 PM.
"My reason for preferring the darkness is that in the dark you have to describe yourself.
In the daylight other people describe you."
-Old Woody
Mr. God This is Anna by Fynn"Wear Sunscreen"
Howdy Gents,
The AtheistSome trees are meant to be hugged, and some are meant to but, torn asunder, stacked and burned.You're the cause of global warming, you and your ilk, willy-nilly cutting down trees which give us oxygen! Then, even worse, you're going to burn it and release all the carbon the tree stored during its century of life.
Michael T*pussht, cracks open a cold one* Thanks. *tosses Michael T a can*You deserve a good few beers after that.
jocky --Thanks. *tosses jocky another beer from the cooler* Unfortunately, I might be out of summer projects to boast about here.I thought that fence was unsurpassable, but you have risen to new heights of creativity.
prendrelemick --Well said. I love both the activity of cutting and stacking wood and the satisfaction of the result. In fact, sometimes it's hard for me to convince my wife that when I'm out splitting wood I'm "working". She knows I'm just having fun!I know the satisfaction of a well stocked woodpile built by the strengh of one's arm, and the sweat of one's brow.
“Oh crap”
-- Hellboy
Cawblimy its hot today!
God, I wish it was here.
I HATE WINTER.
With a passion. Cold, miserable, rain, viruses.... I'm going to move to Hawaii.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
Honolulu, no hon a surfboard. Hawaii 50.
How are thee and thine Prendrelmick ?Cawblimy its hot today. The sweat was pouring off me, watching the wife mowing the garden!
Book 'em Danno!Honolulu, no hon a surfboard. Hawaii 50.
Must be global warming, because after a cold start, the day has turned out unbelievably warm for the coldest month, with the Met station presently recording 16 degrees!
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
Jocky, I'm ok, but doing "Manly Pursuits" in 30 degrees of humid heat, is a bit wilting.
Just after this picture was taken, we retired to the fridge and cracked a couple of cold ones.
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