The Tourist
Banned
Last night was Friday. My wife, her friend, myself and SIL go out to eat. However, we also return home to do chores. I do a few loads of laundry, that's my job. I decided to wash a load of denim. I emptied the pockets of the jeans I was wearing and included them in the load. That's the focus of this thread.
Recently, someone asked (accused) me of trying to become a guru. Frankly, I was stunned. Yikes, if my wife wasn't there guiding me, I'd probably live in a carboard box--I don't even carry money. Not a dime, not in a decade. My wife gives me a gasoline debit card. When it's "empty" I ask her to buy me another one.
And I don't want to be guru. Frankly it spooks me when people I don't know walk up to me in a shopping mall and ask for sharpening pricing.
Now, if you frequent sportsmen's hobbyist forums you know that periodically people post a thread called "What's in your pockets?" And it usually turns into a contest to see who has the most dangerous spec-ops tools. I never liked those guys.
So as I emptied out my jeans last night, I noticed the junk kept coming out, piece after piece! I didn't even remember jamming half of it into my pockets! I had become the very thing I hated!
When I joined here I asked Jim_Slagle if I could submit some threads about knife info I stumbled onto, and if I could bring some other pros onto the forum.
Most of what I know is gathered from empirical observation. If I say I find S30V steel better for kitchen knives than 440C it's because I sharpened and used a few, that's all. I'm a tinker, not a polisher and I don't claim those credentials.
But after looking at my pockets, it appears I need to be watched. I don't wish to become the very thing I hate. I do not wish to appear to be talking down to anyone. If you teach me hold to "fold an egg," you are teaching me, it's not a judgement. I want to do the same thing for you.
This is not a posed photo, that's the true junk:
Recently, someone asked (accused) me of trying to become a guru. Frankly, I was stunned. Yikes, if my wife wasn't there guiding me, I'd probably live in a carboard box--I don't even carry money. Not a dime, not in a decade. My wife gives me a gasoline debit card. When it's "empty" I ask her to buy me another one.
And I don't want to be guru. Frankly it spooks me when people I don't know walk up to me in a shopping mall and ask for sharpening pricing.
Now, if you frequent sportsmen's hobbyist forums you know that periodically people post a thread called "What's in your pockets?" And it usually turns into a contest to see who has the most dangerous spec-ops tools. I never liked those guys.
So as I emptied out my jeans last night, I noticed the junk kept coming out, piece after piece! I didn't even remember jamming half of it into my pockets! I had become the very thing I hated!
When I joined here I asked Jim_Slagle if I could submit some threads about knife info I stumbled onto, and if I could bring some other pros onto the forum.
Most of what I know is gathered from empirical observation. If I say I find S30V steel better for kitchen knives than 440C it's because I sharpened and used a few, that's all. I'm a tinker, not a polisher and I don't claim those credentials.
But after looking at my pockets, it appears I need to be watched. I don't wish to become the very thing I hate. I do not wish to appear to be talking down to anyone. If you teach me hold to "fold an egg," you are teaching me, it's not a judgement. I want to do the same thing for you.
This is not a posed photo, that's the true junk: