jdmidwest

Is it wear in the piston sleeves that cause the power loss and eventual doom? Poor oiling?

First time at Montauk back in the 80's, we arrived late and occupied a campsite and stayed up even later. I awoke from my slumber that morning, I slept in the truck bed in my sleeping bag. I looked over the bedside to the ground where my buddy had a bad habit of sleeping on. There he lay in his bag, half under the park bench, and a skunk sniffing around him. My first thought was to wing a beer bottle at him and wake him up. But then I realized I would have to smell him the rest of the day. That was the last night he slept on the open ground. From then on, it was a tent or on the park bench. Now days, he has to have an air mattress to be comfy. Those were the days.

I hope you were going outside to look for nuts to lure it out. Never figured you to be scared by a little tree rat.

Lettuce, spinach, radishes, and Alaska Peas are up and doing well. Strawberries are blooming. I covered up the beds for the last 2 nights here. Low 30's and frost, but the wind has kept it spotty. If the wind dies, full frost. Tomato plants outside now will just sit and wait for warmer weather to do anything unless you can heat them up like they did in a greenhouse where they came from.

You make alot of money off those 4 strokes.

They have always had a big nest of them.

Modern weasel. Its a little tiller. Mantis

Breath mints

What deal thingy is that.. Does it resemble a tiller??

Since there are 10k to 60k bees in a hive, 1% gets the message across. Move the hive 5 feet and they get lost coming back. Put a bush in front of the opening of a night and move them 5 feet, they come out in the morning, see something different, re-orient themselves and find the way back.

He was a fellow beekeeper with over 200 hives. Served as President of the Missouri State Beekeepers. Wrote several books on it. At the wedding he made references to the Queen bee as he spoke to my wife. I reminded him later that the male Drone either dies after mating or is expelled by winter. We had a good laugh. He was the pastor of a beautiful little Presbyterian Church in Jackson, an old historical place. We held bee meeting in the basement every 4th Tuesday.

I tuck my pants into my Muck Boots every time. And my 8" leather hunting boots also. Helps keep the tick off my legs.

Nothing wrong with a good tent and a wife that likes to sleep in them.

There is an old tradition from a long time ago. There is a bond between a beekeeper and their bugs. When you start beekeeping, they sting you until you learn to react to their actions and let them do their thing. Then you wade amongst them and become one with them. The tradition is when a beekeeper dies, someone has to "tell it to the bees". Beekeeping has been tied to religion and all sorts of mystical things. Bees themselves are interesting bugs. Grant Gilliard passed away suddenly a week ago Thursday. I became friends with Grant when I started bees, he was a friend, mentor, and an all around great guy. He preached my wedding 4 years ago when me and the missus decided to make it official after 17 years of living in sin. We shared a similar look at life, and not enough time in it. He left his church of 25 years and moved away to be with his kids a few years back. I have not seen him since. When I seen it in the newspaper Monday, it hit hard. Someone will have to tell my bees one day. Grant Gilliard

Mine was pretty obvious. It was rotting a hole out of my tongue.

If it has a collar, you may be found.

I personally feel great about being a survivor. The only thing is the thought of it coming back is always lingering in the back. When the thought of it does rear up, like the last sore on the tongue, and a biopsy proves it's nothing, another best moment in life. I deal with the damage daily and it has changed my life. The surgeries and radiation I had left a weaker arm, visible scars, slight speech impairment, loss of certain taste, difficult swallowing, dry mouth and sinuses, and chronic pain. Every frontal pressure change feels like someone grabbing me by the throat and choking me. But it really does not affect my life in a way that anyone would notice. My job requires daily speech communications with customers, the masks and noisy factory settings have been the worst so far, but I manage.

That 5 year mark is the big hurdle. After that, just keep watch.

Got to have a bear skin rug to throw down in front of a fireplace like that...

Just like hate against the Jewish, I have never understood it. I have not had any problem with Asian People. Hate against stupidity, laziness, and ignorance, I can understand. And support..... The world is dumbing down everyday at a rapid pace and some are leading the race...... The old Communist China was a dreadful thing. But the Chinese in America were escaping it, not trying to change us.

The decay of that radiation 4 years ago is probably causing the gps units some static on me. They shot it in below my neck. BTW, 4 years out of Cancer now. Would have been smooth sailing if I had not chewed a hole in my tongue back in January and scared the hell out of myself. That's another long 2 weeks of my life I won't get back.

You probably got the placebo

Arm still sore, but no other side effects. Well, at least none that I can remember. What were we talking about???

Its missing half of the floor. You could fall out of that thing and bust your nose.

Which one are you getting? Phizer seems to be the best. Heard some reactions to the Moderna.