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Topic: Men are from Orion, Women are from Orillia
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nonsuch
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Babbler # 1402
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posted 11 March 2002 02:00 AM
It's march 11 now. (assume all disclaimers, especially the one that saying this is not about me*) (*I went for pottery - serious outlay!) Ch. 6. Mr. And Mrs X take up hobbies.
Mrs. X is interested in quilting. She forks out $30 for a book, $68 for fabric. In six months, she ends up with a blanket – a present to one of the kids. Then she’ll join a quilting group, go out one evening a week, and continue to produce ever more intricate functional pieces. After four or five, she may, reluctantly, agree to sell one, and with the proceeds, buy a quilting-frame. What craft does Mr X choose? Blacksmithing. $2000 for the forge, another $900, give or take, for tools, half a dozen books at $30 each. The garage must needs be reorganized to make room. In six months, he will have made four interesting, if homely, garden ornaments. Then winter comes; the equipment gets shoved to one side so that car can go back in. The iron-working equipment will never be touched again.
From: coming and going | Registered: Sep 2001
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Michelle
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Babbler # 560
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posted 11 March 2002 07:28 PM
Mr. and Mrs. G. get a used computer and a new scanner.Mrs. G. wants to learn web design; she buys a $35 beginner's HTML book off the Internet, despite Mr. G.'s scepticism about spending that much money on a single book. Mrs. has a grand old time scanning pictures and making web pages, and has a half-decent beginner's website for friends and family to check out within a week of buying the book. Mrs. G. is happy with her new web design hobby. Mrs. G. buys a cheap, outdated desktop publishing program on sale at an office supply box store for $30. Mr. G. looks askance at her indulgence when she brings home her purchase. Mrs. G. goes on to make every greeting card for every occasion for the next couple of years, homemade business cards for Mr. and Mrs. G., "for sale" advertisements for both Mr. and Mrs. G., and really cool-looking resumes. Mr. G. also wants to have a computer hobby. Mr. G. has chosen collecting computer accessories as his computer hobby. So Mr. G. buys a CD burner (this was before they were standard) for $150. He buys a digital camera for $300. He buys a DVD drive for $200. He buys a new monitor for $400. Then he decides a couple of months later that the whole darn computer is just way outdated and buys himself a brand new system for $1,500, installing most of the peripherals mentioned above onto the new system (with the exception of the burner, since the new system came with a much more powerful one). Mrs. G. still uses the old system two years later (along with the outdated but quite functional and fun desktop publishing program). Mr. G. has bought another new system since the last new system, and now has both computer systems set up and running in his living room. Mrs. G. is now Ms. L.
From: I've got a fever, and the only prescription is more cowbell. | Registered: May 2001
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Tommy_Paine
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Babbler # 214
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posted 11 March 2002 07:41 PM
quote: Oh, and collecting - I collect half-finished knitting projects.
*chuckles* Obviously, the lesson here is that couples should take up interests together. What say we hit the local community college, Rebecca, and take up leather crafting?
From: The Alley, Behind Montgomery's Tavern | Registered: Apr 2001
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Slick Willy
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Babbler # 184
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posted 11 March 2002 08:15 PM
Mr. M met Mrs. M long ago when Mrs.M was Miss G and Mr. M was a long haired bassist who would do studio work for cash and stage work for alcohol and chicks. Miss G was a chick. Mr. M and Miss G hit it off and where soon to become Mr. M Miss G and young master ?Quickly Mr. M and Miss G rushed to Pastor X before master ? started sticking out in a crowd and all became Mr. & Mrs. and young master M. Mr. M cleaned up his act, got a hair cut and a real job, leaving the bass riffs alone to accompany truely aweful lyrics for the enjoyment of young master M. As the years pass, Mrs. M tells Mr. M he would do well to take on a hobby such as some type of art. Mr. M was happy the way things were but had no rest till he produced something for Mrs. M So Mr. M spent $20 on old used table saw blades. $10 on a dehumidifier motor and a gear. $120 on copper tubing and joints, solder and flux. Mr. M already had a nice torch and so saved a bit of money there. Mr. M spent abot three days in the garage and would not let Mrs. M nor master M or even young Miss M who came along a few years before near the garage. One fine Sunday while Mrs. M and the notorious M larva were out bothering nice people at the public park, the garage door opened and Mr. m sprung forth with "art" in hand and quickly moved to the house where he installed the "art" in he and his wife's bedroom directly over the bed where the ceiling light fixture used to be. Upon the return of the M clan to the home, Mrs. M was quite surprised to find the garage door agape and entered the home to find Mr. M and gander upon the "art" she had inspired so long ago. When Mrs. M entered the bedroom Mr. M moved with the speed of a gazelle to catch Mrs. M's jaw as it plumited floorwward. For you see she was quite taken-a-back by the mobile of death Mr. M had made out of half inch copper tubing and old saw blades that spun a little too fast and hung a little too low for any normal person to feel any amount of comfort around. From that day forth, Mrs. M pumped out sketches and drawings and paintings on a very consistent basis and recited over and over, "One artist in the home is plenty." Mr. M left behind his hobby and moved on to making a living and mowing the lawn. tada.
From: Hog Heaven | Registered: Apr 2001
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Rebecca West
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Babbler # 1873
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posted 12 March 2002 10:24 AM
quote: What say we hit the local community college, Rebecca, and take up leather crafting?
I'm game. Actually, I have a women's clothing line made almost entirely of spandex, latex and leather in my head. Unfortunately, as my grade nine sewing project will attest, I can't sew worth shit. Perhpas it's time I learned.
From: London , Ontario - homogeneous maximus | Registered: Nov 2001
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Timebandit
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Babbler # 1448
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posted 15 March 2002 01:55 AM
I've met designers like this.... Been glued into more than one outfit.... Never again!!! The blond one has taken up woodworking, and has produced one very nifty toybox, and is working on a second. He has grand plans to tear down the old barn out at the farm, haul the reclaimed wood back to the city and build me all the funky furniture I want. Which is an exciting prospect. But who knew how many devices there could be for doing this and that with woodworking? Drill bits for this and sanders that do that.... Mindboggling! I refinish old furniture (and, one by one, the doors in our upstairs), all I need is a paintbrush, some stripper, steel wool and a little sandpaper...
From: Urban prairie. | Registered: Sep 2001
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