tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post3976706225304665215..comments2024-03-27T12:58:00.592-07:00Comments on Snowbrush: Cossacks and meSnowbrushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-33809105130987652822009-02-21T09:23:00.000-08:002009-02-21T09:23:00.000-08:00Homeopath, glad you dropped by.Taitle, I never cal...Homeopath, glad you dropped by.<BR/><BR/>Taitle, I never call servicemen to my house except for to repair the furnace. Everything else, I can do, and will probably do it better because I'm working on my own house. My father was that way only moreso. He wouldn't even pay to have his tires mounted, but would do the job at home with crowbars. Every try mounting a tire with crowbars? Not I, thank you, having seen how difficult it is.Snowbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-71719056107640894352009-02-21T04:26:00.000-08:002009-02-21T04:26:00.000-08:00call me crazy, but why didn't you call a plumber?A...call me crazy, but why didn't you call a plumber?<BR/><BR/>And Vodka solves all life's problems, although I am a wine-boy myself.taitlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14486785865253117044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-89424840178960179022009-02-19T09:31:00.000-08:002009-02-19T09:31:00.000-08:00Snooty, my wife lived in San Antonio when we met, ...Snooty, my wife lived in San Antonio when we met, and I lived in Mississippi, so I know your part of the world fairly well.<BR/><BR/>I don't care for coffins either (and I've been an undertaker), which is partly why I'm planning a cremation, but I still like crawlspaces.<BR/><BR/>"Call me crazy."<BR/><BR/>I can't tell if you do want confirmation or you don't want confirmation.Snowbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-69949911814480649532009-02-18T21:04:00.000-08:002009-02-18T21:04:00.000-08:00OMG! You are a total hoot! Now, I have someone I c...OMG! You are a total hoot! Now, I have someone I can gritch with about my aches & pains. I can do that, right? Unfortunately, I can't get in those crawlspaces to tickle your ribs because I've become severely claustrophobic. I think it's a fear of coffins. Call me crazy.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by my blog & commenting. I wasn't sure if you were kidding until I looked at this post, lol. You were kidding, right? Right?<BR/><BR/>Anyway, you have a new fan... me.Snooty Primadonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10023417839687501752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-91037688316454136912009-02-18T13:32:00.000-08:002009-02-18T13:32:00.000-08:00Just found your blog...... Interesting.....I’ll be...Just found your blog...... Interesting.....I’ll be back to read more.Homeopathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15968360834908041656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-18468194645726447932009-02-16T11:37:00.000-08:002009-02-16T11:37:00.000-08:00Snowbrush, I too love crawlspaces! I really do. ...Snowbrush, I too love crawlspaces! I really do. There was one in Woodburn particularly rememberable. Some cat a woman wanted help catching. Former drug house, abandoned, where she fed it, surrounded by very rambunctiously drunk Russian community.<BR/><BR/>Had this big idea to block all exits and got through a tiny space into the underworld of that house. I had to rearrange, push and shove certain body parts to get through the hole. The big plan involved one woman shoving a tapeplayer through a hole in one side of the house, blasting Bruce Springsteen, to scare the cat to the section of the underneath where I was at. Beyond that, the plan was fuzzy. I got under there, and had to move forward by pushing myself with my toes, flashlight in teeth, very tight, dirt, garbage, wires, pipes to navigate under or over. I dropped my flashlight at one point and plunged into darkness. When I groped around and found it, and stared ahead, all I saw was a large area of dead animals staring back at me, in various stages of decomposition. Startled me. At this point, one of the two women on the outside, yelled in that the cat had exited through an unknown hole and was staring at them curiously from the next porch and that they were leaving. I finally was able to get back out into the light of day. We finally caught the cat. But not before the caretaker woman backed into a tree, loved by one of the Russians, scraping off a bit of bark, popping open the car door, which prompted the mass escape of various tame neighborhood cats we'd deposited inside so they would not get into the trap. The woman was terrified of the drunk Russians. So, I had spray paint in my car, do not ask why, brown, and we spray painted the small bark skinned section of the tree. nobody would ever be able to tell it had been hit. I later bonded with one Russian over a bottle of vodka I supplied and lots of laughing and jokes I could not understand.Strayerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08124298302997708537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-69546187817713509662009-02-16T11:07:00.000-08:002009-02-16T11:07:00.000-08:00I'm glad the photo wasn't offensive. Best wishes....I'm glad the photo wasn't offensive. Best wishes.KChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14849696894736822970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-55615491247869040242009-02-16T07:52:00.000-08:002009-02-16T07:52:00.000-08:00Great blog. Sorry to hear about the pain you are i...Great blog. Sorry to hear about the pain you are in. Sounds like vodka is the only way to go, it's 3.30 pm here, mmmmm maybe a little early, but it could be a plan for when the kids are in bed. All the very best for the surgery and thank you for your kind words.Reasonshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070633072307321162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-54384946682803052442009-02-15T20:37:00.000-08:002009-02-15T20:37:00.000-08:00My dogs dressed in a boa and a tie were more than ...My dogs dressed in a boa and a tie were more than you could take I'm guessing. I wish you well with your surgeries and hope you can find relief from your pain.KChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14849696894736822970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-76112424098381942302009-02-15T15:45:00.000-08:002009-02-15T15:45:00.000-08:00Hi Snowbrush, It certainly seems that you have bee...Hi Snowbrush, It certainly seems that you have been doing some living!<BR/>Knowledge comes from learning about something, but wisdom comes from experiencing something.<BR/>So, I guess you are a wise fellow!<BR/><BR/>Good of you to stop by. :DNataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12919764140075852854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-72192075899054124232009-02-15T11:37:00.000-08:002009-02-15T11:37:00.000-08:00Loving crawl spaces definitely means too much vodk...Loving crawl spaces definitely means too much vodka! I'd offer you a chance to explore ours except the place is on a cement foundation. Would an attic populated by bats - lots of bats - be a worthy substitute? Or do you have your own?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-63631367888053475732009-02-15T10:44:00.000-08:002009-02-15T10:44:00.000-08:00Thank you for dropping by and commenting on my blo...Thank you for dropping by and commenting on my blog. Your perspective was most interesting to read!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-89544516738643913202009-02-14T11:16:00.000-08:002009-02-14T11:16:00.000-08:00All the basement is block wall except for one 10 f...All the basement is block wall except for one 10 ft section which is dirt wall about 5 ft high then crawl space under area where "family room was added to original house.. Hose was built in40"s rest of basement is cement block walls and poured concrete floor..As a kid the house I grew up in had one basement room out of three that was an all dirt floorJoe Toddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07960458164425338569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-82210944411704460472009-02-14T09:31:00.000-08:002009-02-14T09:31:00.000-08:00Joe, I've mostly lived in basementless places, and...Joe, I've mostly lived in basementless places, and had never imagined a dirt wall basement. What does the foundation above it set upon, or is there a foundation above it?Snowbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-38672763940417787862009-02-14T03:56:00.000-08:002009-02-14T03:56:00.000-08:00I love crawl spaces. I live in an older home and o...I love crawl spaces. I live in an older home and one of the basement walls is acrually dirt. Doesn't get much better.<BR/> As far as vodka, I can't drink it. I break out.. In the past I have broken out all over the country and didn"t know where I was or how I got there. <BR/> Good luck with the surgeries<BR/>Joe ToddJoe Toddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07960458164425338569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23830899.post-87405189299683252092009-02-13T18:29:00.000-08:002009-02-13T18:29:00.000-08:00Hi there...Your post are wonderful and worth readi...Hi there...Your post are wonderful and worth reading...Good Day to you!Geehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16126768720161814935noreply@blogger.com