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Alton Brown reviews kitchen gadgets
Not surprised you had some soreness pulling your pork with a fork. Sounds like when I choked my chicken with twine.
(Goes back to grade school)
Awesome.
I have had the same soreness issue after a session of pulling my pork with a fork, but I hadn't discovered that ninja claws could simplify the job.
...And as for Rollie, who knew there was a market for limp egg breakfast dildos?
How Cricket Balls Are Made (1956)
I love how the first guy running the twine over the block needs armor due to all the self-inflicted gut shots he gets from breakage.
Exquisitely organized cables
I've worked in telecom for 20 years, and visit our switch rooms now and then. Organized wiring like this is a staple of good switch room / data centers. This example is really nice !! Those cables should be tied with twine though, not tie wraps.
Ripping Lead Cuica Solo
You can make a cuica out of any drum. Just cut a small hole in the middle of the head, run a bit of small somewhat-gritty string or twine (friction is important) through it and knot it on the other side. Apply some tension to the head and you are good to go. Hold the string with one hand and apply friction with the other. A little spit on your fingers will help too. The deeper the drum, the deeper the roar.
Holy Grail of Fast Food Taco Shell appears in .... Fresno?
We have a Taco Bell here twined in the same buildings as KFC.
That has got to be the worst food I've ever had from a fast food place. and don't get me started on the salt content - I've never been able to finish anything from there because of the salt.
Son of a Bitch Lawnmower
If I'm not mistaken, that's the same piece of shit Craftsman mulcher/bagger that my mom bought years ago right after I told her not to get a mulcher, a bagger or a Craftsman (and since I mowed the lawn for her most of the time, my opinion should have mattered).
If I'm right, there's nothing you can really do to keep that mower going except to mow twice a week. Anything taller than that and it stalls. The only other thing I ever came up with that worked was to prop the bag chute open with a stick. The problem with that is then the cuttings (and any rocks or sticks you pick up) are shot directly into your shins. Still, there were a couple times that I was willing to let it beat the hell out of my legs just so I could go farther than 10' without having to flip it over and unclog it.
I eventually "modified" the normal chute (with some twine, tin snips and pliers) to be larger and less obstructed. This worked reasonably well but you still weren't going to get away with mowing less than once a week.
Well, that's one way to get your lumber home!
I used to work at a lumber yard. I could write pages of hideous things I've seen people do. Never seen this one, though. But, a guy once used twine to cradle a 22' LVL underneath his truck. Nobody saw him doing it until he drove away...I can imagine him trying to stop and having it fly out...soooooo stupid.
If you don't know what an LVL is...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laminated_veneer_lumber
Naked hay baling fun
Just in case you are not convinced that this is fake, just read this Wiki description of how the bailing machine works. I think it would have been quite a horror show that came out of a real bailing machine.
To form the bale, the material to be baled, (which is often hay or straw) in the windrow is lifted by tines in the baler's pickup. This material is then dragged or augered into a chamber that runs the length of one side of the baler. A combination plunger and knife moves back and forth in the front end of this chamber. The knife, positioned just ahead of the plunger, cuts off the material at the spot where it enters the chamber from the pickup. The plunger rams the material rearwards, compressing it into the bales. A measuring device measures the amount of material that is being compressed and, at the appropriate length it triggers the mechanism (the knotter) that wraps the twine around the bale and ties it off. As the next bale is formed the tied one is driven out of the rear of the baling chamber onto the ground or onto a special wagon hooked to the rear of the baler. This process continues as long as there is material to be baled, and twine to tie it with.
Gently (Blog Entry by youdiejoe)
I think that of all the fetishes, the rope category is the most sublime.
The rope, or string or twine or vines, have been a part of our culture for about as long as we've had a culture. They can be used for weapons. They can save lives. Keep ships afloat.
And the knots, that's a big part of it. There's a secret to them that few have mastered.
I'm not into it, of course...honest...no, I mean it. Really.
Great Big Sea "England"
http://lyricwiki.org/Great_Big_Sea:England
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the Newfoundland
Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
We shipped on board the Maryanne
To find a better life
And we walked across the water
When she broke up on the ice
We came ashore in Carbonear
With nothing but our rights
And I wondered if I e'er again
Would see my London lights
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the Newfoundland
Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
We spend our days amid the waves
Working water, hook and twine
We would go for weeks with blistered cheeks
Waiting for the sun to shine
But as long as the sky hold over us
We will not taste the brine
And we'll curse the cod
With the fear of God
As we haul in every line
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the Newfoundland
Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our native soil
To chase a wish and hunt the Fish
And on the rocks to toil
We were far from the shores of England
Should we find Fortune's Favour
And be spared from the gale
We will live off honest labour
With our hearts as big as sails
But if I should die don't bury me
Or leave me to the sea
Please send my bones back to my home
Where my spirit can be free
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the Newfoundland
Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our native soil
To chase a wish and hunt the Fish
And on the rocks to toil
We were far from the shores of England
Bond is Back, so is Daniel Craig
It's a shame that they wasted Brosnan's potential with God awful scripts on TWINE and Die Another Day, but damn I do love the reboot of the series! Really looking forward to the return of SPECTRE!