Coincidence?

I’d like to think not.

The Good Lord provides.

Of course Irish is going to be laughing his ass off because he was absolutely right on the money the other day but I’d still like to think somebody upstairs is trying to look out for my tired old ass.

I have actually been kind of wanting one of these for a while now but after the last two days of yard work kicking my ass, I was really wanting one.

I just never said anything.

As Fate would have it, while I was hauling my Sister In Law’s patio furniture to her new place, I drove right by an Estate Sale.

Yeah yeah, I know.

There was rusty old shit out in a field right in front of it so I knew there was some kind of treasure there calling my name. After I dropped her shit off, I hauled ass back to the nearest ATM, grabbed some cash and hauled ass back, it was almost 5:00 in the afternoon and I figured I would be cutting it close.

As soon as I pulled into the long driveway I knew I had struck gold. There were several rusty old riding lawn mowers lined up against a fence.

I parked, jumped out and walked right past my treasure but not without scoping it hard on my way by.

First I had to see what else they had.

Oh yeah, some old guy just like me must have passed away and there was rusty old shit all over the damn place.

I could have dumped a paycheck there no problem.

It took some serious ass self restraint but I wound up with an old Huot drill index with some drill bits in it, a small Rigid pipe vise and this little diamond in the rough,

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Yeah, it’s old and fucked up.

IMG_20190615_175234 I’m going to have to patch some rusted out sheet metal.

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I also could’t begin to hazard a guess as to the last time the thing actually ran, I don’t even know if it will turn over.

I also have no idea what condition the chipper section is in.

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But I do know I certainly could have used the sonofabitch the last two days in a row and it would have saved me fifty dollars in recycling fees alone.

I hauled all 3 items off for forty dollars.

They wanted $35 for the shredder, $7 for the drills and only $4 for the pipe vise. It needs an upper jaw.

I am already out of room for all this crap and the Wifely Unit is completely in the dark about this one so far.

You know the old saying about it being easier to ask for forgiveness sometimes….

I’m going to drag the old, really fucked up Walk Behind tractor out of the shed, dismantle the damn thing and get rid of anything I can’t find a hole to stuff it in. I will be keeping the gear box for sure. That’s just to make room for the David Bradley tractor. All the implements are a whole ‘nuther issue.

Yeah, I’m an incurable Pack Rat, I know.

I also know that if I can get this fucking thing running and working that it will pay for itself over and over again.

It would be REALLY interesting if I could find a way to mount the prick on the front of the David Bradley and use it’s motor to power it but that would be quite a feat.

 

14 thoughts on “Coincidence?

  1. Dude you need a fuckin’ farm. I live in the boonies, grow our food and fruit, raise some meat critters, and you got more shit than I do to work smart not hard.

    If you ever got the notion. Place half mile down past me, 18 acres, awesome neighbors, lays good, enough timber to have free cord wood for life, its got a small cabin on it, but there’s electricity and the coal companies put a water line in. Owners live in NC, they are asking $40 large. I know them, look after the place. I bet if a guy had $25 grand they would take it. And you don’t need a building permit in this county. Taxes probably $150, maybe $200 a year at most.

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    • Ya know Jim, it could be worse. Guys like us, we have a hobby, something that interests us and keeps us occupied.
      We aren’t out sticking our noses in other peoples business and telling them how they should live, We aren’t being useless mouth breathers and we aren’t really bothering anyone.
      It’s like someone said earlier, I’m not going to be sitting in the house watching Chick Flicks with the wife for damn sure anyway.
      Leave me the hell alone and I just might wind up with something that works for me so I don’t have to bust my balls so damn much. Sure, not everything works out how I would like it but back to my first point, I ain’t bothering anyone while I’m failing either.

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      • Yup, we ain’t bothering nobody, so LUTHA!

        And sometimes we do Good Things.

        I’m starting to get a reputation for being the neighborhood ‘fix-it’ guy. Fixed a busted camcorder so a neighbor could view their old tapes of their kids, then fixed an R/C car for a neighbor kid, then helped his Dad get his old Ford Bronco running (1972, 302-4V, manual trans), then reseeded part of our front yard.

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    • Joe, you may have signed your old fart warrant… you bookmark this blog and people will look at you funny. You will get a hankering for old tools, rusty garden tractors and Sprites. And you will definitely start yelling at people to get the fuck off of your lawn. You become a certified curmudgeon.

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  2. Phil, that chipper is almost exactly like mine. The flywheel is cast iron, and the crankshaft is directly connected to the main chipper blade, meaning it will pull much harder than the Briggs you just got going. That string in the starter should be replaced before starting.
    With the magic you did on the Bradley tractor, this will be a breeze!

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