Peoples Attitudes, Depression, Roadkill Recipes and Other Thoughts

[Randy]

Serious? What serious? Do you know how much fun I have telling people that I'm a crazy Marine Sniper with PTSD? And to top it off, I'm an ol' cop that is a little off plumb too?

I have a blast with it People don't know wheter to walk with their backs to the walls or tip-toe

I always have an excuse for acting a little zany, and the looks on folks faces at times is priceless.

Don't worry about hurting my feelings, I sure won't cut you guys any slack

Randy

P.S. Did you guy's hear that? It sounds like Chuck is in the wire

 

[Al Dyer]

It's pretty bad when you can't tell the difference between a power line and a possum!
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Drunken Hunters Ruin Alcohol Abuse Meeting


March 1, 2002 7:56 am EST

BISHKEK (Reuters) - A group of drunken hunters cut off electric power to a third of the population of Kyrgyzstan's capital when they used ceramic insulators on high-voltage lines for target practice.
One building which suffered the 30-minute blackout on Friday was a hotel hosting a conference -- on alcohol abuse.

Delegates, including Deputy Prime Minister Nikolai Tanayev, were obliged to take a coffee break.

 

[Ken K]

when they used ceramic insulators on high-voltage lines for target practice.

I'm not sure, but I'll check when I get home, that there is a liberal bag limit for ceramic insulators in the hunting regulations here in Wisconsin.

If there isn't, there should be.

One good thing about high power lines, the squirrels who use them for travel routes are usually well done before they hit the ground. Sort of a pick up and eat scenario similar to KFC.

 

[db]

My hunting experience

My first hunting experience was with my uncles. The only thing I learned was nver pee on an electirc fence!

I tried hunting morrels in northern Michigan a couple of years ago. Perhaps I shouldn't have used 00 buck.

energy, I went fishing with my grandfather once. He caught a "bullhead" and asked me to scale it. I've been trying to remove the scales from that thing for the last 30 years.

 

[Marc]

Grilled Rat Bordeaux-Style

http://www.salon.com/mwt/feature/2002/03/04/recipe_rat/index.html

No kidding!

A recipe from Calvin Schwabe's "Unmentionable Cuisine."

March 4, 2002  -  Animals: Love them or hate them, we also eat them. And nothing better illustrates just how many of them we eat (and how thoroughly) than Calvin Schwabe's giant compendium of recipes from every corner of the world, excerpts of which are appearing in Salon this week, Monday through Friday -- one recipe each day on the Life and People sites -- by kind permission of the University Press of Virginia http://www.upress.virginia.edu/ . This one comes from France where it's known as "Entrecôte à la bordelaise."

Grilled Rat Bordeaux-Style

"Brown rats and roof rats were eaten openly on a large scale in Paris when the city was under siege during the Franco-Prussian War. Observers likened their taste to both partidges and pork. And, according to the 'Larousse Gastronomique,' rats still are eaten in some parts of France. In fact, this recipe appears in that famous tome.

Alcoholic rats inhabiting wine cellars are skinned and eviscerated, brushed with a thick sauce of olive oil and crushed shallots, and grilled over a fire of broken wine barrels."

Coconut cream marinated dog on skewers

"Cut dogmeat into pieces and marinate them in a mixture of coconut cream with a little soy sauce, pounded garlic and onions, ground coriander, ground cumin, salt, and pepper. Skewer, broil over charcoal, and serve with a pickled hotsauce."

 

[energy]

Re: My hunting experience

Originally posted by db
energy, I went fishing with my grandfather once. He caught a "bullhead" and asked me to scale it. I've been trying to remove the scales from that thing for the last 30 years.

Reminds me of a similar situation. Fresh out of aircraft school and ready to set the world on fire, I reported to a Tailhook outfit in Rhode Island. My first assignment was to start up some aircraft to eliminate the need to pre-oil the engines. An old salt told me that I had to contact the control tower to let them know we were going to be doing full power runups. He handed me this foul smelling rubber mask looking device and told me to speak into it. I donned it and began, "Tower, Tower Come in , Over." This was repeated several times without a response. When I looked down at the other guys they were rolling alll over the ground, laughing their asses off. What they gave me was the pilot's bladder relief device which was a rubber funnel with a hose on it. Actually, it fit your face equally as well. It was standard practice to do this to new guys. Later, I was one of them rolling on the ground. A great lesson in humility. Also gave me a new understanding of the term "Old Salt"!

 

[Michael T]

Oh no....

Energy.... Ahoy shipwreck... ooops, Shipmate...

Yikes!!! Please... please... please... tell me you didn't go looking for 20 feet of chowline, or was on Mail Buoy Watch or was put on the bow to look for Sea Bats. How about sent to the Bosun's Locker for bulkhead remover?

Ahhhh, the good ol' days...

 

[Randy]

I can remember sending people for a box of "Grid Squares" and a bucket of "Propwash".

In the Cavalry unit I retired from we would have the newbies jump up and down on the tops of personnel carriers to check the shocks (these things weighed 14 tons and of course didn't budge)

 

[Randy Stewart]

I did find a Bosuns' punch once!!!! I saw an A-ganger looking for 20' of shore line and once sent a non-qual looking for relative bearing grease!! I sure enjoyed it when this bubble-head became an "Old Salt" being a nub was sure hell.

 

[Michael T]

Originally posted by Randy Stewart
I did find a Bosuns' punch once!!!! I saw an A-ganger looking for 20' of shore line and once sent a non-qual looking for relative bearing grease!! I sure enjoyed it when this bubble-head became an "Old Salt" being a nub was sure hell.

Another squidly - cool deal!!!

Yeah... it took a while to become salty, but once a Salt Dog, always a Salt Dog...

While sending the pups searching for right angled smoke benders or left handed monkey wrenchs was fun, I always enjoyed getting the young Academy Middies out for their first cruise. Nawwww.... carriers down roll...

Whatever made you decide to be a Bubblehead? I could never get used to the idea of all that water around you...

Cheers!!