Does anyone out there know if this site has been listed with the FDA as an addictive substance? A person only has to post one question and they are hooked. It is impossible to stay away from finding out if someone has the perfect answer to your current problem or if someone posts something which gets the hair on the back of your neck standing straight up. Ahaaaaa I’m an addict after all those years of rolling my own. What will mom think of me now?
Is there a 12 step program to wean me from Breaktime? My wife found me last night at 3:00 am cleaning up my hand tools with a oil damped rag. Please help.
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Hey Gang, we've got addict #7923 here!
Who has the initiation bag?
Welcome to the misery, but there are better things to oil at that time of night.
Excellence is its own reward!
This isn't addictive, it's procrastination.
Least that's what I'm using it for...The Count-Down begins, 81 days left
I don't do procrastination. I call it "Information processing".
Excellence is its own reward!
Define "rolling your own..."
If you don't know, then you missed the best decade of the last century, the 70's. As the old saying goes "If you remember the 70's, then you totaly missed them"
Leave it to me to move into an area where the geatest traffic at the local airport are DEA flights. They spend all their time looking for a special color in their spectrim analysers. I'm not sure what this color thing is all about, maybe you could clue me in. He-He
As the old saying goes "If you remember the 70's, then you totaly missed them"
Maybe I'm TOO old, but I thought that the "old saying" was.....
And for what it's worth, I remember the 60's -- I was a few years too young to really be a part of them. But the 70's? Blech!
Vast projects should not be founded on half vast ideas.
I think that you just might be right about which decade that saying goes with but my version is very true for me. I did not get to enjoy the 60's, spent most of those years working with a team of profesional killers.
Now the 70's were fantastic, Disco, braless wild woman in see-thru shirts, a BMW, racing a Triumph (car), wild women braless in see-thru shirts, almost more money than I could spend, wild women, and all that great music, oh how I love to listen to that decades music. Did I mention wild women? I remember most of it, but a lot of some things are very fuzzy. I think I either killed or chemically modified billions and billions of brain cells, which might explain why I now sit here and tap on this keyboard.
Why are you down on the 70's?
I wasn't sure if you were from Appalachia.
A bit furtha south, the smokies. Eat you heart out.
There were wild women in the Smokies?.
Excellence is its own reward!
There are lots of wild woman here but not the type I ran into during the 70's in and around Philly. It's still my favorite city. The wild gals around here will shoot you, the Philly gals would...er... get more personal.
Now, now.
Let's not go getting hysterical.
It's just for fun, right?
We all know that.
You'll be able to quit any old time you want. Promise.
Now then........
Breath deeply. Deeper. Deeper. Just hold in those creative juices of BT.
Now........doesn't that feel better?
Told ya so.
If the wife comes in, just quickly minimize the screen and pretend to be organizing those family pics for next year's family reunion.
Breaktime rolling papers?
Breaktime rolling papers?
YES!Ditch
My wife found me last night at 3:00 am cleaning up my hand tools with a oil damped rag. Please help.
If your wife finds you on here to much, you can always tell her, hey at least it ain't all the porn thats out there...
Works with my G/F anyway.
The Count-Down begins, 81 days left
What does G/F mean?
BTW does 81 days mean to retirement? If it does, boy do you have shock if you are planning to just seat yourself on the porch swing and collect your SS check.
My wife, who is much younger and a farm gal from N.D. talked about putting old equipment into the trees. I, a NYC guy, could not figure out what the hell she was trying to describe to me. After a trip to her farm it all became very clear. Never let yourself be "put into the trees". In the trees your battery will go dead, your carberator will clog with gelled gas, and your only use will be no more than that of a boat anchor. As you get older, scream more, stir up the PC calmed waters, DO NOT GO QUIETLY. You now have wisdom. Spread it. So much of what made America great is under attack. If necessary become a martyr, or maybe just a social martyr. What do we have to loose? A few years of drooling on the porch swing? I would rather go out in a fight then falling out of my porch swing.
Would'nt we all want to have inscribed on our tombstone "one hell of a rascal"
G/F Girl Friend.
81 days until a retirement of sorts, I will be graduating college, it's been a long trek, I have a long time before I ever entertain the idea of a real retirement.
As I speak, I should really be studying for an exam... guess it's back to the books
The Count-Down begins, 81 days left
Edited 9/25/2003 11:48:23 PM ET by CAG
I did that too. AFter about 18 years of construction, I went back to finish by BS (yes, that's what it was). Then decided on an MS. That wasn't good enough and went for my PhD. After butting my head against politics, self-interest, know-it-alls, and bigotry (against people who have been around and aren't kiss-up 20-somethings), I realized that construction was my safest haven. Gave up the track with about a year to go.
I hope yours works out better than mine.
BTW, I still learned a lot. Just not what my profs tried to sieve into me.
this place is my "patch" for eBay- i only waste time here, not time and money (and occasionally even learn something useful as a bonus). kind of like a little online methadone clinic- just like i used solitaire to kick my minesweeper habit a few years back.
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If you remember the '70s, you'll remember the last line in Hotel California, "...You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave..."Andy Engel, The Former Accidental Moderator
"...You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave..."
Andy,
That's perfect. It should be on a banner accross the top.
Rich Beckman
Another day, another tool.
And still those voices are calling from far away,....
I once quit Breaktime for over a year. It is possible. Currently on a relapse, though.
I also tried to quit but have just recently started back again. It's just like they say "Rehab is for quitters".
Dave
It's like watching Star Trek. I don't have a problem. I could quit any time I wanted.
David Thomas Overlooking Cook Inlet in Kenai, Alaska
I have a problem. I don't watch Star Trek. Therapy time.
Tom
Bigger problem...
No TV
Who ever invented work didn't know how to fish....
"No TV."
Any wild women?
Knowledge is power, but only if applied in a timely fashion.
THEY ARE MY THERAPY!!!!
Who ever invented work didn't know how to fish....
And here I thought you were therapized by things that go bang!
;).
Excellence is its own reward!
In this case it's not things that "GO" bang....
A good heart embiggins even the smallest person.
Quittin' Time
You must remember Colorado and the mind set of these "pioneer" women.
Never a dull moment.
Who ever invented work didn't know how to fish....
Now that you remind me, horseback riding does develope some wonderful loins and snappy attitudes..
Excellence is its own reward!
Let the memory serve...
This is a family site.....
Who ever invented work didn't know how to fish....
LOL
I've never even been tempted to quit.
Excellence is its own reward!