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80 guests maximum and many were not golfers!![]()
"Life is like photography, we develop from the negatives"-anonymous
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No explanation for the truck. Perhaps a gopher drove it away?
the golf balls: unless they were high quality, no one would use them (at least that's what my husband says). However if someone were in a fun tournament they might get used. Also, with a fun tournament it's usually 'best ball' which might explain how it got left behind.
Here's what happened to me yesterday: I was walking the dogs on our usual trail by the lake and I see a pile of feathers. Dogs sniffing but not too interested. My first thought was 'duck' (the bird not the action). but when I got close some of the feathers had a brown and white 'v' pattern and were too large to belong to a duck. I then say a single raptor talon. No blood, no guts, no body, just the feathers and the talon. I think it might be an Osprey.
Anyway, I decided to head back![]()
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Here’s a strange one. Years ago I had the pleasure of living in Edmonton for a few years. I remember one winter it was consistently getting down to -47 at night, cold enough with wind chill that if your car was not plugged in there was just no way it would turn over in the morning. Every night I would plug the car in but in the morning it would not always turn over. It was so cold that even looking under the hood for more than five minutes was painful! The problem was intermittent, sometimes it would go but most times not. I was so frustrated for weeks I’d lift the hood for a few minutes at a time, curse and swear at the cold before beating a retreat back inside to the warmth. I could not find the problem. One night I had a dream, and in that dream I was under the hood and found a small break in one of the three wires that led from the electrical plug to the engine block heater. In the dream, the break was well behind the radiator where a bit of the cable passed. I woke up in the morning, remembered the dream but couldn’t believe it was anything more than wishful thinking, or dreaming in this case. But I was so frustrated by this problem that I donned my Parka, mitts and hat and headed for the car. It wouldn’t start! I lifted the hood and checked the cable for the break I had seen in the dream, sure enough a complete break in one of the three wires but you’d have to know it was there to find it. I fixed the break and had no more trouble. I always wonder about dreams like that, I’ve had a few in my life and they always remind me that the reality I subscribe to is not necessarily the reality that is!
This week I rebuilt the pallet changer clamping mechanism on one of our machines at work. After placing the 75 Kilo part back on the machine and loosely inserting the bolts. I went to dial in the component. This involves running an indicator over a machined surface to check it's alignment. Over a 30 inch (76 cm) travel the dial did not move, this shows it was within 0.0005"/.00127cm of being perfectly aligned to the axis of travel. I had to check the dial to ensure it was working.
That's not weird it just means you are a good machinist. Now we expect all your work to be within that tolerance.
I'm an aircraft mechanic. I was in the cockpit jump seat riding back from Las Vegas to Calgary 10 years ago. We were flying through thin ice cloud at high altitude. The pilots occasionally turned on lights to check the wings for ice accumulation which would light up the whole cloud around us for a few seconds. We knew from listening to air traffic control there were no other aircraft within many miles of us. A few minutes after one of these checks as our eyes became adjusted to the dark the cloud lit up even though our lights were off. Was it the military stalking us or the mother ship signalling?
I don't know if this is included in this theme or not but ...
I remember visiting grandma's house one year and sitting in the living room listening to the old newfie music. And out of the corner of my eye..the rocking chair starts rocking. Now I was the only person in that room.
What caused that chair to rock? Maybe the heat started in the register, vibration from people dancing in the kitchen..I don't know.
For a slight moment I felt panic then I realized that was grandpa's rocking chair. So I started to sing and clap away just as he did many times in that chair.
It's official..I am a loon.
Cool story EJ and I'm baffled. I only know that it would have been very cool to be you at that moment in that jump seat. I got really cool images in my mind of the pilots turning on the lights and what that would look like from your perspective. I was thinking along Igy's line but realized I'd probably have to have been there to even hazard a guess. The long and short of it is, it was a mother ship!![]()
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