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We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.

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Sunday, August 5. 2018

The Leatherman Tool, and how nerds make great lives


Most people have one of these "survival tools" in their backpack, hunting jacket, or glove compartment.  Do not accidentally put one in your carry-on, though. Those Homeland guys, over the years, have taken from me my precious Spyder knife, a large jar of peanut butter, and a dangerous jar of Amish mustard.  Also, a small Ducks Unlimited pocket knife.


Really, a Leatherman is an extra-sturdy Swiss Army deal with pliers.


Vanderleun found this, the story of the Leatherman.



Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 14:33 | Comment (1) | Trackbacks (0)

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My DH, who loves every dog on the planet, is tearified of those Beagles in the airport at immigration. They smell out any type of meat you can think of. Usually, they get him coming in from Sweden with some Swedish sausage--boy, that's a dangerous item. One time they found his smoked salmon vacuum packed AND put in a freezer type ziplock bag. Worse was when they Australians took away his ham and cheese sandwiches that I had packed for his first night -- a little snack before bed time after 21 hours of travel--c'mon guys. Coming into LAX he got jammed up at security over 4 oz. of New Zealand honey that had been purchased in the Auckland New Zealand airport after security clearance! Sheesh!
#1 faculty wife on 2018-08-05 20:36 (Reply)

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