I am no story teller, but I'll tell you a
true story of another time of my life. But first let me say that no story I tell
of myself will ever be fictional. They are real! I married a girl in Old Mexico
when I was 23, and about 7 months later I had to take my sister to the states to
be operated on in Houston by a Dr. Cooley. He is a heart surgeon. My sister had
a very bad heart and he tried to save her, but she died while I held her hand.
On the day that I was taking her to the states, and as she started to get into
the truck, she stopped and turned and looked at my wife and said, You take care
of my little boy and then climbed in. that was the last time my wife ever saw
her. As it turned out, it was a boy that we had. he weighed in at 10 lbs. when
he was born. At the time of his birth, they did not allow the fathers into the
delivery rooms as they do here, but as I was waiting outside the doors I heard
my wife calling out to me. I went in. The Dr. yelled for me to leave and I told
him I wasn't leaving. This went on for several times and he finally told someone
to bring me a robe and mask. I then watch my son come into the world but not
without difficulty. He was turned around wrong. They used forceps to turn him
and cut her to get him out. After he was delivered, they took her to a room and
after she as settled in, I went to ask to see my son. They brought me another
boy instead. Had I not been in there I would not have known. I told them that
the boy was not mine and told them what he looked like for he was light
complected and he had black hair and green eyes. the boy they brought was not
him. They finally found him and brought him to me. I brought him and his mother
to the states where I could better provide for them. We went to Victoria Texas
and it was there that at the age of 2 months old, I took him in for a check up
and found out that he had walking pneumonia. They kept him in the hospital for 2
weeks while they ran tubes down in him and stuck him with needles until his
little legs had knots all through them. They also said he was to fat because he
weighed 20 lbs. I told them, Didn't you say that at the age of 2 months that he
should double his weight? They said yes but that he was still to fat. So when
they brought him some food, I followed them back to where they stored it and
stole some when they were not looking and then stood guard while my wife fed
him. Now time has passed and we are living in Portland Oregon. We had gotten
there the day after the mountain erupted and it was a bad time to look for work.
Finally we found some work but by that time the lights were shut off on the
house we rented. We didn't complain, we couldn't pay yet so we got a candle, a
kin kade, and a coleman lantern. Now my son was turning 2 years old on this
day. We got home from work at the same time our babysitter brought our son home
and we went into the house together. I ignited the candle which was on top of
the wood burning stove then went to light the kin kade ( oil based lantern ) for
I had already tried to light the coleman lantern and it wouldn't work. I thought
that maybe I had put to much fuel into it so I poured some of it out into a
plastic cup and put it up onto a cornered nick knack shelf. Then I went to light
the kin kade. My son at the age of 2 was and always has been very strong and he
would at the age of 2 , would lift a 5 gal bucket of drywall mud and move it a
couple of inches at a time until he could reach the pool table of my brothers,
and then climb up and push the balls around. I forgot this while my wife and I
were filling the kin kade. It was then that we heard a short yell and then my
wife screamed and took off, I turned in time to see my son passing the door on
flames from his knees up. I dropped the kin kade and ran out to them in time to
see my son falling to the floor and my wife dropping down beside him trying to
pat out the flames. I grabbed her by the shoulder and tried to move her but she
felt like a ton of bricks. I grabbed her again and this time she felt like a
feather as I tossed her back across the room. I can still see the bottom of her
feet as she flew backwards. She landed and popped right back up but by that time
I was rolling my son back and forth but the flames would not go out, so I rolled
him onto his back then I laid on top of him to smother out the flames with my
body. There was still some flames coming out both sides. I patted out one side
while my wife patted out the other. When they were out I picked him up. His nose
was almost burnt through on one side , his lips were turned inside out, and his
cheeks were peeled. His little hands were peeled back to. As we held him my wife
was screaming , MY SON"S BEEN BURNED over and over. My son looked at his mother
and after all that he had been through said to her, It's ok mama, Don't cry. We
rushed him to the hospital and all the while my son NEVER cried from the moment
that he got burned till he was completely well. I THANK GOD that he didn't
breath in the hot air while he was burning and that he didn't scar very much. I
am BLESSED. Since then I have almost lost him twice more due to head on
collisions when he first started driving. The day that we brought
him home after he was born I held him up towards the heaven and I thanked GOD
for him but that I was giving him back to him, for who better to protect him
than GOD ALMIGHTY.
INFORMATIVE, DIRECTIONAL,AND FUN. A PLACE WHERE YOU CAN WATCH THE UPS AND DOWNS OF THE LEARNING CURVE OF THE AUTHOR. ALL THINGS GAINED IN DUE TIME. NEVER GIVE UP.
Friday, November 30, 2012
One way conversations
Lady's and Gentlemen , I can only assume from the things I have heard through out my life that one way conversations are the prelude to divorces. Well I know that we are not married ( speaking to the Lady's of coarse ) but the concept for blogging still remains the same. That is a two way conversation. so far I am the only one talking. am I blogging wrong? If I don't see a break through, then I am wasting my time and will soon remove my blogging efforts. Please give me some insight...someone, anyone, Thanks....Ted
P.S. This is written in a light hearted manner. Not mad or disrespecting. I would just like to get a blogging post going with involvement. Please add your comments. Thanks
P.S. This is written in a light hearted manner. Not mad or disrespecting. I would just like to get a blogging post going with involvement. Please add your comments. Thanks
Another part of a lifetime
I am no story teller, but I'll tell you a true story of another time of my life. But first let me say that no story I tell of myself will ever be fictional. They are real! I married a girl in Old Mexico when I was 23, and about 7 months later I had to take my sister to the states to be operated on in Houston by a Dr. Cooley. He is a heart surgeon. My sister had a very bad heart and he tried to save her, but she died while I held her hand. On the day that I was taking her to the states, and as she started to get into the truck, she stopped and turned and looked at my wife and said, You take care of my little boy and then climbed in. that was the last time my wife ever saw her. As it turned out, it was a boy that we had. he weighed in at 10 lbs. when he was born. At the time of his birth, they did not allow the fathers into the delivery rooms as they do here, but as I was waiting outside the doors I heard my wife calling out to me. I went in. The Dr. yelled for me to leave and I told him I wasn't leaving. This went on for several times and he finally told someone to bring me a robe and mask. I then watch my son come into the world but not without difficulty. He was turned around wrong. They used forceps to turn him and cut her to get him out. After he was delivered, they took her to a room and after she as settled in, I went to ask to see my son. They brought me another boy instead. Had I not been in there I would not have known. I told them that the boy was not mine and told them what he looked like for he was light complected and he had black hair and green eyes. the boy they brought was not him. They finally found him and brought him to me. I brought him and his mother to the states where I could better provide for them. We went to Victoria Texas and it was there that at the age of 2 months old, I took him in for a check up and found out that he had walking pneumonia. They kept him in the hospital for 2 weeks while they ran tubes down in him and stuck him with needles until his little legs had knots all through them. They also said he was to fat because he weighed 20 lbs. I told them, Didn't you say that at the age of 2 months that he should double his weight? They said yes but that he was still to fat. So when they brought him some food, I followed them back to where they stored it and stole some when they were not looking and then stood guard while my wife fed him. Now time has passed and we are living in Portland Oregon. We had gotten there the day after the mountain erupted and it was a bad time to look for work. Finally we found some work but by that time the lights were shut off on the house we rented. We didn't complain, we couldn't pay yet so we got a candle, a kin kade, and a coleman lantern. Now my son was turning 2 years old on this day. We got home from work at the same time our babysitter brought our son home and we went into the house together. I ignited the candle which was on top of the wood burning stove then went to light the kin kade ( oil based lantern ) for I had already tried to light the coleman lantern and it wouldn't work. I thought that maybe I had put to much fuel into it so I poured some of it out into a plastic cup and put it up onto a cornered nick knack shelf. Then I went to light the kin kade. My son at the age of 2 was and always has been very strong and he would at the age of 2 , would lift a 5 gal bucket of drywall mud and move it a couple of inches at a time until he could reach the pool table of my brothers, and then climb up and push the balls around. I forgot this while my wife and I were filling the kin kade. It was then that we heard a short yell and then my wife screamed and took off, I turned in time to see my son passing the door on flames from his knees up. I dropped the kin kade and ran out to them in time to see my son falling to the floor and my wife dropping down beside him trying to pat out the flames. I grabbed her by the shoulder and tried to move her but she felt like a ton of bricks. I grabbed her again and this time she felt like a feather as I tossed her back across the room. I can still see the bottom of her feet as she flew backwards. She landed and popped right back up but by that time I was rolling my son back and forth but the flames would not go out, so I rolled him onto his back then I laid on top of him to smother out the flames with my body. There was still some flames coming out both sides. I patted out one side while my wife patted out the other. When they were out I picked him up. His nose was almost burnt through on one side , his lips were turned inside out, and his cheeks were peeled. His little hands were peeled back to. As we held him my wife was screaming , MY SON"S BEEN BURNED over and over. My son looked at his mother and after all that he had been through said to her, It's ok mama, Don't cry. We rushed him to the hospital and all the while my son NEVER cried from the moment that he got burned till he was completely well. I THANK GOD that he didn't breath in the hot air while he was burning and that he didn't scar very much. I am BLESSED. Since then I have almost lost him twice more due to head on collisions when he first started driving. The day that we brought him home after he was born I held him up towards the heaven and I thanked GOD for him but that I was giving him back to him, for who better to protect him than GOD ALMIGHTY.
SHORT TRUE CHILDHOOD STORIE
When I was 14, I lived in a small town of Chammal Tamaulipas Mexico.
This small town was surrounded by mountains and at this time of year there was extreme heat.
The mountains has phosphorus, and it would ignite if the temperature spiked and set fire to the vegetation. This one particular time, the temperature was so high that all around us the mountains were on fire. There was smoke everywhere. The natural heat and the burning vegetation caused the temperature to rise in town till we felt like we were cooking. So anybody that could, we would head to the river to cool down. But one day while my friend Manuel, my brother Ralph and I were setting in the shade at the house, we began to hear the sound of helicopters coming, it was then that we noticed the soldiers coming into town and at gun point began to pick men up on the streets and fly them into the mountains to fight the fires. It didn't take me long to put 2 and 2 together and figure out that we would soon be flying up there ourselves. No one was prepared for this. I kind of doubted that they would have taken my brother and I but we knew they would have taken our friend Manuel, but then again , WHO KNOWS ...Anyways, I told Manuel to follow me and we went up on top of our roof of the house because it was flat and had a large tamarindo tree growing next to it with heavy foliage, that way we could hide and not be seen by the soldiers and the helicopter pilots. In the end it was a good thing that we did that because later we heard how two of the soldiers were attacked up there by some mountain lion though it seems a little far fetched to me and that a couple of other people were hurt in the process of fighting the fire. This is not the only thing that has happened to me and later I'll post some of my river running experiences. I hope you enjoy reading these and would appreciate some feedback . Your Friend ....Ted
This small town was surrounded by mountains and at this time of year there was extreme heat.
The mountains has phosphorus, and it would ignite if the temperature spiked and set fire to the vegetation. This one particular time, the temperature was so high that all around us the mountains were on fire. There was smoke everywhere. The natural heat and the burning vegetation caused the temperature to rise in town till we felt like we were cooking. So anybody that could, we would head to the river to cool down. But one day while my friend Manuel, my brother Ralph and I were setting in the shade at the house, we began to hear the sound of helicopters coming, it was then that we noticed the soldiers coming into town and at gun point began to pick men up on the streets and fly them into the mountains to fight the fires. It didn't take me long to put 2 and 2 together and figure out that we would soon be flying up there ourselves. No one was prepared for this. I kind of doubted that they would have taken my brother and I but we knew they would have taken our friend Manuel, but then again , WHO KNOWS ...Anyways, I told Manuel to follow me and we went up on top of our roof of the house because it was flat and had a large tamarindo tree growing next to it with heavy foliage, that way we could hide and not be seen by the soldiers and the helicopter pilots. In the end it was a good thing that we did that because later we heard how two of the soldiers were attacked up there by some mountain lion though it seems a little far fetched to me and that a couple of other people were hurt in the process of fighting the fire. This is not the only thing that has happened to me and later I'll post some of my river running experiences. I hope you enjoy reading these and would appreciate some feedback . Your Friend ....Ted
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
If You Want
This is for those who have an interest in knowing what to watch out for and how to MINIMIZE your loss at a storage auction and it is a test here for me to see if I am reaching anyone, just place a comment on my blog and I will post what to do and not do to maximize your gain and minimize your loss. If I see no comment within this week then I will not waste my time posting. Good Luck .....Ted
To all my followers.
I thought that you might find this interesting. I am an opportunist ( but in the good sense ) and I am always on the lookout for good opportunity's. I use to go to storage auctions before they ruined it by putting it on tv and often enough I would find some real deals. I also go to garage sales and browse through the items for sale. Especially Estate Sales. IF the Estate sale is operated by the individual, There can be some good opportunity's to buy a real good item fairly cheap, but not always. If it is contracted to an auctioning company , then your items will almost always skyrocket because they are in the business to know the value. But as I've said, Individual sellers are not always on top of thing for whatever causes and therein Ly's your opportunity's. For example : I went to an Estate sale here while back and as I was browsing I saw a pair of cowboy spurs. What got my attention was the leather on the spurs, so I picked them up and took them to the Lady of the sell and asked her how much and she said Five dollars. I pulled Five dollars out and handed it to her. I left and went of coarse to some other garage sales after which I went home. I began to look the spurs over and began to notice the crude shape of the design on the spurs. It was that of a snake. I also began to realize that it was silver overlay. on the inside I seen O CROCKETT stamped inside the heel. Getting on the internet I began to see some of the prices on some of the newer spurs and they ranged up into around $19.000.00 . I about fell off my chair from the excitement of the possibilities here. Because of the economy I ended up selling them for $ 7.500.00 . Nice profit don't you think? Right now I am looking at a place to sell some things I have accumulated over the years online and I found a store that I am interested in though the jury is still out. but take a look at it , you may find a home there. here is the link, http://www.webstore.com . Check it out were you live. you never know what you could be passing up..... Your Friend ... Ted
Okey Here's my email
Since there is a possibility that I didn't setup my blog right, That maybe no one CAN post any comments on my page. if that is so please email me at tednicol@msn.com and let me know.
Greatly appreciated.....Ted
Greatly appreciated.....Ted
ALRIGHT, Maybe I was mistaken
Okey, I need some help here.
When I started this blogging thing , I thought that it was a place where one could communicate with others. SO FAR,,,, I seem to be the only one here and if that's the case I might as well close out my account. I have heard tell that the way to know if someone is crazy, is if they talk to themselves and answer themselves. So far I fit the bill. The other definition for insanity ( I've been told ) is that if someone keeps doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results, then that is insanity. I fit the bill here to. OOOHHH NOOOO,,,, I think I'm crazy .
When I started this blogging thing , I thought that it was a place where one could communicate with others. SO FAR,,,, I seem to be the only one here and if that's the case I might as well close out my account. I have heard tell that the way to know if someone is crazy, is if they talk to themselves and answer themselves. So far I fit the bill. The other definition for insanity ( I've been told ) is that if someone keeps doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results, then that is insanity. I fit the bill here to. OOOHHH NOOOO,,,, I think I'm crazy .
You Know,,,, I was thinking
I was thinking one day about how my eyesight has changed. I can see real well at great distances BUT very poor up close. I have always ( when my eyesight was good ) been able to shoot at long distances by open sight, meaning without a scope. But now things have changed. But as I've always tried to do, I try to find some humour in things and I thought about trying to make a cartoon section about the frustrations of the far sighted hunter for the newspaper column and it would go something like this, First picture shows the hunter stalking an elk. Secound picture shows hunter aiming at elk from a long distance with open sights. Third picture shows man standing close to fallen elk with his hand shading his eyes and looking around saying , I wonder if I missed.
Here's another
| My age today is three times what it will be three years from now minus three times what my age was three years ago. How old am I? The math way: X = The current age. X=3(X+3)-3(X-3) X=18. |
Check this out , HAHAHA
| If "CON" is the opposite of "PRO", what is the oposite of PROGRESS? |
Want to see something cool ?
I don't know if you can see it well enough, but use to say Harleys .
It is on an old archway in the mountain of Colorado.
Monday, November 26, 2012
WITH LOVE TO WHO
I wrote this for my mother....
WITH LOVE TO WHO
Who has a devotion of unlimited supply,
When my emotions are low and I want to cry.
When my heart is rendered into a thousand pieces,
Who gives me support when I most need it.
Who loves me always and trusted me more,
Without any doubt both after and before.
Who stood for me , not knowing I lied,
And then truth found out, took me aside.
Chastised me with love though I didn't see,
The chastise that was given, I really did need.
And now that I'm older , with fondness I find,
No sweeter a who, than this mom of mine.
WITH LOVE TO WHO
Who has a devotion of unlimited supply,
When my emotions are low and I want to cry.
When my heart is rendered into a thousand pieces,
Who gives me support when I most need it.
Who loves me always and trusted me more,
Without any doubt both after and before.
Who stood for me , not knowing I lied,
And then truth found out, took me aside.
Chastised me with love though I didn't see,
The chastise that was given, I really did need.
And now that I'm older , with fondness I find,
No sweeter a who, than this mom of mine.
Will SOMEONE PLEASE answer this with a comment
I cannot tell if it is possible to comment on my post or whether no one wants to. please , just so I can tell , would you ( anyone ) post a comment so that I will know. Thanks...Ted
HAAAAA HAHAHA
I was telling my brother about this new thing of blogging for me and that he ought to try it out even though I haven't had any luck in having followers, but he quickly said it wouldn't work for him because he shakes so bad that it would take him an hour to type the word dog. Like it would come out like dddddoooooogggggg backspace backspace backspace. I cracked up because I have a very vivid imagination. But thinking about it , one would wonder if the simple solution for those of this type of problem could be fixed by a simple thing as a keyboard with keys an inch square. imagine the size of the whole keyboard. All of my brothers are nuts. I can't get around them that I'm not laughing about something they say or do. Actually, my whole family is fun crazy. Our next door neighbor was very serious, BUT NOW, there is no hope for her. She's as big a nut as we are now. I can proudly say ,WE RUINED HER. One other time we were sighting in our gun for hunting and I was telling my mother how the scope was off and as I was telling her that after the shot we could see that the bullet hit up and towards the left and that we would have to ( at this point my brother pipes up and says, MOVE THE TARGET OVER ) at which point we lost it again. The nut !!! I also have two sisters ,One of which is real short and a big butt. We are always picking at her about her height and her butt because we ALL know that she is very pretty and all the guys like her. One time we had about 2" of snow and I had my mother call her to the front window to look out while I was scraping away the snow yelling , Patty, Patty , just yell and I will find you.... Needless to say she tried to beat me. HaHaHa
Revised Poem , WHAT DOES GOD LOOK LIKE
WHAT DOES GOD LOOK LIKE
Tell me, What does GOD look like?
The question was asked of me,
As our eyes met,
Then I said, I'll answer as I believe.
His eyes are brown and sometimes blue,
Why, they are all kinds of colours,
His skin is black, white red and brown,
like yours and mine and others.
He has some hair, though often bald,
and I think he runs for miles,
He giggles,laughs and cries a lot,
and has a wondrous smile.
You asked me once, not long ago,
what GOD looks like to me?
Why,,,
I see GOD in everything.
BUT MOSTLY IN A CHILD
Composed by Ted Nicol 11/26/2012
Tell me, What does GOD look like?
The question was asked of me,
As our eyes met,
Then I said, I'll answer as I believe.
His eyes are brown and sometimes blue,
Why, they are all kinds of colours,
His skin is black, white red and brown,
like yours and mine and others.
He has some hair, though often bald,
and I think he runs for miles,
He giggles,laughs and cries a lot,
and has a wondrous smile.
You asked me once, not long ago,
what GOD looks like to me?
Why,,,
I see GOD in everything.
BUT MOSTLY IN A CHILD
Composed by Ted Nicol 11/26/2012
I am confused
As some of you probably can tell, This is my very first time of blogging and this is about the eighth posting. and as it is normal to want to make money at the same time , I wanted to use the AdSense with Google at the same time on my blogging site. I have never done this before but as soon as I tried to sign up, I was denied ...I wonder why and did I do something wrong. all I have done is post seven blogs before this one. If you Google are reading this , please tell me what I did wrong and how to correct it. If anyone else out there can help it would be greatly appreciated. I also received an email that states from them that I don't meet their criteria. What is their criteria ? I bet it is because I have no comments on my post and no followers. Oh well , If that be the case then I must find a solution. If you are reading this and have any tips , please feel free to post me a comment . Thanks, Ted
DO YOU HAVE A DOOR THAT SWINGS BY ITSELF
If you have a door that was installed wrong in the house and swings by itself when opened, There is a easy fix in most cases. Remove the hinge pins one at a time with a hammer and a punch, take outside and on the concrete place the pin laying flat and hit in the center with a sharp solid hit with the hammer while being careful not to hit your finger or causing the pin to shoot off. This will cause a small bend in the pin and after replacing the pin into the hinge flaps again, it should stop the swinging, If not, do the same thing on the next hinge pin. Also if the hinge screws are loose and will not tighten, remove the screw and take 3 or 4 toothpicks ( wooden ) and bunch them together and shove into the existing screw hole after dipped in some wood glue. Break off excess toothpicks and replace screw. If you have no glue , the process without the glue still works but it is better with glue. Ted
Drywall Repair
How many times have you hired someone to repair a crack in your wall only to be disappointed in how it looks?
Well maybe this will help.
1. You will need a 6" and 12" mud blade and a mud pan. A roll of mud or drywall repair tape, either paper or fiber.
2. Sand paper, grits from 60 (ultra coarse) to 1000 (ultra fine),
Read more: How to Determine Sandpaper Grit | eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/how_5657310_determine-sandpaper-grit.html#ixzz2DJGdi7XS
I use 60 grit if for some reason the dried mud is thick, but finer where there is less dried mud.
Also, what I use is a large cardboard box.
Wall preparation is important. Sand down the crack from the crack to at least 6" to 10" each side .
Next mix the mud ( if it is in powder form ) to the consistency of aprx. 1/2 of what cake batter is.
Now with the 6" blade dip into the pan at aprx. a 45 degree angle so as to get the mud on either the left or right side corners of the blade then smear onto the crack evenly but following the crack. Make sure there are no skips in the mud and also make sure you make it wider than the tape itself.
Tear off aprx. 6" longer than the crack a piece of the tape and place over the crack while keeping the crack in the middle of the tape. Clean your 6" and lightly press down and drag the length of the tape cleaning the blade periodically , but don't press to lightly but remember to keep harder pressure towards the outside edge and lessor pressure over the tape. That is called feathering the edges.
Let it dry, when dry lightly sand . Now take the 12" and dip into the pan getting as much as you feel comfortable with and spread over the top of the tape always feathering the outside edges. Don't worry at how it skips or looks if it is not excessive because after it is dried you will sand some more always being careful not to sand to much. After it has dried you can check the work by placing the blade on edge on top of the center of the tape and on the existing ceiling at the same time. If you can rock it back and forth, then there is to much dried mud in the center. If you can see space under the blade then it needs more mud. After all that has satisfied you, now you must prepare the mud to be blown.
You will need a mud hopper, air hose, air compressor, the cardboard, tarp or plastic and your 12" blade or mud dragging blade. I have seen people use the left over pieces of the garage exterior door weather stripping. But we will stick with the 12" mud blade.
Here's where tricks of the trade come in handy.
First look closely at your wall in several places and see if you can see how wet the old splatter was by the way it looks on the wall. If it was moist but with very little water , there will be edges on the droplets if it is standard splatter. You will also tell if it was drug by a blade after it was blown or just blown on and left to dry. If it looks like the droplets of splatter are rounded and smooth, then there is more water in the mixture. After you have mixed the mud to what you think the consistency was on the wall, hook up your hose to the hopper and compressor and turn it on but drop your pressure on your compressor to about 9 lbs. Next set your cardboard box up and spray small areas of the box. Check to see if it resembles the pattern on the walls. If it is to fine then drop your pressure, if to thick then up your pressure a few lbs. Look at the consistency of the mud. if it is to dry, add water. If to wet and the splatter flattens out to much, add powder. After you have tarped the area, commence spraying the area BUT REMEMBER , spray with a heavier pull on the trigger while in the center of your tape while fading out with a lessor pull on the trigger as you reach the existing splatter already on the wall. As you spray on top of the existing spray, it must be fading to near nothing a small ways out on top of the existing mud. Let dry if it looks good to your satisfaction, if not, scrape off the wet mud and with damp rag wash lightly the excess and do over. If you like it, wait until dry and wash with damp rag the fine overspray on top of existing sprayed mud. After the mud has set ( before the washing of the overspray ) for a couple of minutes ( depending the temperature, ) Use the 12" and very lightly and as evenly as possible, drag the blade on top starting from the outer edge until area is matching existing wall. After it has dried you can now paint. Ted
Well maybe this will help.
1. You will need a 6" and 12" mud blade and a mud pan. A roll of mud or drywall repair tape, either paper or fiber.
2. Sand paper, grits from 60 (ultra coarse) to 1000 (ultra fine),
Read more: How to Determine Sandpaper Grit | eHow.com http://www.ehow.com/how_5657310_determine-sandpaper-grit.html#ixzz2DJGdi7XS
I use 60 grit if for some reason the dried mud is thick, but finer where there is less dried mud.
Also, what I use is a large cardboard box.
Wall preparation is important. Sand down the crack from the crack to at least 6" to 10" each side .
Next mix the mud ( if it is in powder form ) to the consistency of aprx. 1/2 of what cake batter is.
Now with the 6" blade dip into the pan at aprx. a 45 degree angle so as to get the mud on either the left or right side corners of the blade then smear onto the crack evenly but following the crack. Make sure there are no skips in the mud and also make sure you make it wider than the tape itself.
Tear off aprx. 6" longer than the crack a piece of the tape and place over the crack while keeping the crack in the middle of the tape. Clean your 6" and lightly press down and drag the length of the tape cleaning the blade periodically , but don't press to lightly but remember to keep harder pressure towards the outside edge and lessor pressure over the tape. That is called feathering the edges.
Let it dry, when dry lightly sand . Now take the 12" and dip into the pan getting as much as you feel comfortable with and spread over the top of the tape always feathering the outside edges. Don't worry at how it skips or looks if it is not excessive because after it is dried you will sand some more always being careful not to sand to much. After it has dried you can check the work by placing the blade on edge on top of the center of the tape and on the existing ceiling at the same time. If you can rock it back and forth, then there is to much dried mud in the center. If you can see space under the blade then it needs more mud. After all that has satisfied you, now you must prepare the mud to be blown.
You will need a mud hopper, air hose, air compressor, the cardboard, tarp or plastic and your 12" blade or mud dragging blade. I have seen people use the left over pieces of the garage exterior door weather stripping. But we will stick with the 12" mud blade.
Here's where tricks of the trade come in handy.
First look closely at your wall in several places and see if you can see how wet the old splatter was by the way it looks on the wall. If it was moist but with very little water , there will be edges on the droplets if it is standard splatter. You will also tell if it was drug by a blade after it was blown or just blown on and left to dry. If it looks like the droplets of splatter are rounded and smooth, then there is more water in the mixture. After you have mixed the mud to what you think the consistency was on the wall, hook up your hose to the hopper and compressor and turn it on but drop your pressure on your compressor to about 9 lbs. Next set your cardboard box up and spray small areas of the box. Check to see if it resembles the pattern on the walls. If it is to fine then drop your pressure, if to thick then up your pressure a few lbs. Look at the consistency of the mud. if it is to dry, add water. If to wet and the splatter flattens out to much, add powder. After you have tarped the area, commence spraying the area BUT REMEMBER , spray with a heavier pull on the trigger while in the center of your tape while fading out with a lessor pull on the trigger as you reach the existing splatter already on the wall. As you spray on top of the existing spray, it must be fading to near nothing a small ways out on top of the existing mud. Let dry if it looks good to your satisfaction, if not, scrape off the wet mud and with damp rag wash lightly the excess and do over. If you like it, wait until dry and wash with damp rag the fine overspray on top of existing sprayed mud. After the mud has set ( before the washing of the overspray ) for a couple of minutes ( depending the temperature, ) Use the 12" and very lightly and as evenly as possible, drag the blade on top starting from the outer edge until area is matching existing wall. After it has dried you can now paint. Ted
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Heads up on these things.
Ever wonder where we are heading ? I mean in the area of our freedom. But mostly for that of our children and theirs. For the past 25 years I have been running headlong into things that are very informative. This is a long post for those of you who have an interest into your family's future.
This IS NOT for those who are weak at heart and are afraid to see that which IS coming. I will give you the areas to go to and look up at your own time and then you can judge for yourselves.
STEPS.
1. Look up the presidential executive orders. read them all.
2. Look up AGENDA 21
3. Look up Garden plot, Cable splicer, Fusion under the government ,http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/ops/garden_plot.htm and other governmental headings. I believe this is one of the sites.
4. Look up Rex84
5. Look up Lantern spike under the gov. heading.
6. Look up on youtube depopulation 2012.
7. Look up Thrive on youtube, which by the way has a direct descendant from Proctor and Gamble narrating the film. but, most importantly near the end of this film he shows what is being prepared for us.
8. Look up on youtube TACMARS. You will have to search through some of them , you will see the things that are hidden.
9. Look up future choke points for highway traveling.
* Please note that this is what I am seeing and I cannot say with all certainty that this will go exactly in this order. But it is very interesting that the steps that are taken, concur with the presidential orders and that I in no way claim this to be the end of the world type stuff, ( BUT ) I DO believe that soon it will NOT be the same world as we have grown up in and that in fact we are facing some very serious problems to which I see no escape or any hope of a return from . What we now have is the very weak opportunity to try and salvage some preparation time for what is to come.
ALSO I might add, that I checked up on youtube and other areas of the Internet on American concentration camps in America for American Civilians and I found that there are over 800 built and renovated for near future use. The question I must ask is , would you spend millions of dollars to build these places and NOT put them to use ? The KEY WORD for the building of these places is WHY? FORCED LABOUR and population control is why. People WILL be put into these places and family's separated. I can only imagine what use the men would have, but more importantly what they will force our women and daughters to do here and in other countries. There will be steps to be done before all is completed. First they need to reduce our fighting men and women ( and this is my opinion ) with an induced plaque, Why else would they need so many coffin liners, which you can see on youtube. After the reduction, then northcom, who are trained in population control, can commence population relocation. ( which is in the presidential executive orders ) Then the weeding of the sick and weak ( watch the videos ) . Some of the concentration camps have the very same type of setup for disposal as in hitlers day. DON'T TAKE MY WORD FOR IT, Look it up yourselves. Listen.... To be willfully blind is to be willfully irresponsible towards your family's protection AND (Pardon the expression ) WILLFULLY STUPID. Sorry. There is a lot more. all you have to do is start looking and noticing change and where it is taking us. REMEMBER,,, That in order for us to accept the changes, there must be a need for change and if there is no need for a change , then in order for an agenda to take place, the need must first then be created. Don't forget 911, after which we now have homeland security. And what goes hand in hand with homeland security? It is the Loss of privacy, freedom and speech. Now this is my personal opinion, Though it was a GREAT tragedy to lose so many at 911, it is a GREATER tragedy that the AMERICAN people panicked and called for homeland security to be implemented, which was in the plan all along. TOTAL CONTROL... ( Pres. exec. orders.) Had we continued on as though it didn't rock us from the blow and stated that we were not buckling at the knees , though tragic as it was, then the world would have seen a different side of the American people. As it was, we dropped to our knees as though it were the end of the world and as though these two buildings were the cornerstones of our way of life, instead of what once was, the courage and the will to fight along with the reaffirmation of each individual of our belief in what the constitution reads and its foundational support . These things that I write are my own personal views and I really don't expect all readers to agree. I do however, hope you will do some digging of your own and see how much truth is in these things. And I pray to GOD that I am wrong. Ted
This IS NOT for those who are weak at heart and are afraid to see that which IS coming. I will give you the areas to go to and look up at your own time and then you can judge for yourselves.
STEPS.
1. Look up the presidential executive orders. read them all.
2. Look up AGENDA 21
3. Look up Garden plot, Cable splicer, Fusion under the government ,http://www.globalsecurity.org/military/ops/garden_plot.htm and other governmental headings. I believe this is one of the sites.
4. Look up Rex84
5. Look up Lantern spike under the gov. heading.
6. Look up on youtube depopulation 2012.
7. Look up Thrive on youtube, which by the way has a direct descendant from Proctor and Gamble narrating the film. but, most importantly near the end of this film he shows what is being prepared for us.
8. Look up on youtube TACMARS. You will have to search through some of them , you will see the things that are hidden.
9. Look up future choke points for highway traveling.
* Please note that this is what I am seeing and I cannot say with all certainty that this will go exactly in this order. But it is very interesting that the steps that are taken, concur with the presidential orders and that I in no way claim this to be the end of the world type stuff, ( BUT ) I DO believe that soon it will NOT be the same world as we have grown up in and that in fact we are facing some very serious problems to which I see no escape or any hope of a return from . What we now have is the very weak opportunity to try and salvage some preparation time for what is to come.
ALSO I might add, that I checked up on youtube and other areas of the Internet on American concentration camps in America for American Civilians and I found that there are over 800 built and renovated for near future use. The question I must ask is , would you spend millions of dollars to build these places and NOT put them to use ? The KEY WORD for the building of these places is WHY? FORCED LABOUR and population control is why. People WILL be put into these places and family's separated. I can only imagine what use the men would have, but more importantly what they will force our women and daughters to do here and in other countries. There will be steps to be done before all is completed. First they need to reduce our fighting men and women ( and this is my opinion ) with an induced plaque, Why else would they need so many coffin liners, which you can see on youtube. After the reduction, then northcom, who are trained in population control, can commence population relocation. ( which is in the presidential executive orders ) Then the weeding of the sick and weak ( watch the videos ) . Some of the concentration camps have the very same type of setup for disposal as in hitlers day. DON'T TAKE MY WORD FOR IT, Look it up yourselves. Listen.... To be willfully blind is to be willfully irresponsible towards your family's protection AND (Pardon the expression ) WILLFULLY STUPID. Sorry. There is a lot more. all you have to do is start looking and noticing change and where it is taking us. REMEMBER,,, That in order for us to accept the changes, there must be a need for change and if there is no need for a change , then in order for an agenda to take place, the need must first then be created. Don't forget 911, after which we now have homeland security. And what goes hand in hand with homeland security? It is the Loss of privacy, freedom and speech. Now this is my personal opinion, Though it was a GREAT tragedy to lose so many at 911, it is a GREATER tragedy that the AMERICAN people panicked and called for homeland security to be implemented, which was in the plan all along. TOTAL CONTROL... ( Pres. exec. orders.) Had we continued on as though it didn't rock us from the blow and stated that we were not buckling at the knees , though tragic as it was, then the world would have seen a different side of the American people. As it was, we dropped to our knees as though it were the end of the world and as though these two buildings were the cornerstones of our way of life, instead of what once was, the courage and the will to fight along with the reaffirmation of each individual of our belief in what the constitution reads and its foundational support . These things that I write are my own personal views and I really don't expect all readers to agree. I do however, hope you will do some digging of your own and see how much truth is in these things. And I pray to GOD that I am wrong. Ted
What Childhood Stories Do You Have
Mine is kind of dull ( to a point ) for the first seven years of my life, DUUUHHHH,
however it began to fill up with experiences that for the most part I could have done without,
like the time when I was in first grade and my friend who was a future scientist who sat in front of me was killed by his dad who was cleaning his gun. Then there was the time that I fell face first into a large garbage fire and I felt the hands of someone who picked me up and stood me on my feet without a burn on me except for a dime size place on my hand. AND NO ONE WAS AROUND. God was my protector. and there were a few other things as well, but when we moved into Old Mexico when I was twelve , THAT'S when my fun began. But first a little background , My parents were missionaries . OK that's enough about them. Anyway , we went in an old school bus and we had no idea what to expect. When we got there , it was in the rainy season and that's when we found out how much the school bus leaked and since there was my parents and five sibling brats and me the saint , ( yea right ) there was not a lot of room to spare and even less where it was dry. However, it was the experience of being in an foreign land and being with a foreign people of who we understood not a single word. Since the bus leaked everywhere, dad rented a place were we began the process of pointing at something and making quizzical faces as to how to say what we pointed at. Us kids began to pick it up fast and soon we were talking with the people ,albeit chopped up, but we were getting there. It was there at the old town of Ocampo Tamaulipas Mexico that I learned how to swim with some of the kids and how to fish with harpoons under water, how to find wild chili in the mountains, make an adobe house and a whole quantity of other things. Once when I was 14, I was walking to a friends house stiff legging a pellet gun so that the commandante of the town we were in at the time could not see it . it was pitch black and there were few street lights and as I was coming up to one of these lights, my brother was coming towards me but behind a very pretty Mexican girl and he whistled at her. There was a cantena ( bar ) on the corner of the plaza where this light is and a guy was standing outside by the door of the cantena. Well wouldn't you know it but the guy steps into the bar and tells this drunk man that some gringo was whistling at his girl which he promptly picked up his machete and came outside to do business with the gringo. The problem was that the gringo who done the whistling was already out of sight and into the dark while I was coming from out of the dark and into the light and guess what, You guessed it , I'm a gringo, so he thought it was me and came running over my direction yelling that he was going to split me into ( though I'm being polite ) .
Even at that age I was never prone to run and so I stood there and waited until just the right distance at which time I swung the rifle up and pointed it right between his eyes and held it there which in that same instance he froze not knowing that it was a pellet gun at which time I to was thinking , if he goes to swing that machette I will pull this trigger. It may not kill him but he may think he's dying and that will buy me time to get away. The good thing is , he lowered the machette down slowly and walked away and I continued my hunting trip with a friend that night. True story.
If anyone is interested I will post other experiences that are similar and none will be fictional.
however it began to fill up with experiences that for the most part I could have done without,
like the time when I was in first grade and my friend who was a future scientist who sat in front of me was killed by his dad who was cleaning his gun. Then there was the time that I fell face first into a large garbage fire and I felt the hands of someone who picked me up and stood me on my feet without a burn on me except for a dime size place on my hand. AND NO ONE WAS AROUND. God was my protector. and there were a few other things as well, but when we moved into Old Mexico when I was twelve , THAT'S when my fun began. But first a little background , My parents were missionaries . OK that's enough about them. Anyway , we went in an old school bus and we had no idea what to expect. When we got there , it was in the rainy season and that's when we found out how much the school bus leaked and since there was my parents and five sibling brats and me the saint , ( yea right ) there was not a lot of room to spare and even less where it was dry. However, it was the experience of being in an foreign land and being with a foreign people of who we understood not a single word. Since the bus leaked everywhere, dad rented a place were we began the process of pointing at something and making quizzical faces as to how to say what we pointed at. Us kids began to pick it up fast and soon we were talking with the people ,albeit chopped up, but we were getting there. It was there at the old town of Ocampo Tamaulipas Mexico that I learned how to swim with some of the kids and how to fish with harpoons under water, how to find wild chili in the mountains, make an adobe house and a whole quantity of other things. Once when I was 14, I was walking to a friends house stiff legging a pellet gun so that the commandante of the town we were in at the time could not see it . it was pitch black and there were few street lights and as I was coming up to one of these lights, my brother was coming towards me but behind a very pretty Mexican girl and he whistled at her. There was a cantena ( bar ) on the corner of the plaza where this light is and a guy was standing outside by the door of the cantena. Well wouldn't you know it but the guy steps into the bar and tells this drunk man that some gringo was whistling at his girl which he promptly picked up his machete and came outside to do business with the gringo. The problem was that the gringo who done the whistling was already out of sight and into the dark while I was coming from out of the dark and into the light and guess what, You guessed it , I'm a gringo, so he thought it was me and came running over my direction yelling that he was going to split me into ( though I'm being polite ) .
Even at that age I was never prone to run and so I stood there and waited until just the right distance at which time I swung the rifle up and pointed it right between his eyes and held it there which in that same instance he froze not knowing that it was a pellet gun at which time I to was thinking , if he goes to swing that machette I will pull this trigger. It may not kill him but he may think he's dying and that will buy me time to get away. The good thing is , he lowered the machette down slowly and walked away and I continued my hunting trip with a friend that night. True story.
If anyone is interested I will post other experiences that are similar and none will be fictional.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Here is a point to ponder.
Take the word multiply and look it up on the dictionary.
The bottom line of the words meaning is to increase.
Now look up the word increase and see its definition.
1...It is to have more than what you began with ( RIGHT ? ) You cannot have the same amount that you began with and call that increase, also, you cannot have less than what you began with and call that increase ( RIGHT ?)
Now what is the symbol for multiply ?? Its the X ( RIGHT ? )
Remembering the above definitions do the multiplication 1x1=?
1 multiplied by 1 is 2 not 1.
or rather ,, 1 increased by 1= 2
Yea right!!! we all know the mechanics of the problem is correct but the definition of multiply SEEMS wrong for the mathematical problem.
COMMENTS ??????
Take the word multiply and look it up on the dictionary.
The bottom line of the words meaning is to increase.
Now look up the word increase and see its definition.
1...It is to have more than what you began with ( RIGHT ? ) You cannot have the same amount that you began with and call that increase, also, you cannot have less than what you began with and call that increase ( RIGHT ?)
Now what is the symbol for multiply ?? Its the X ( RIGHT ? )
Remembering the above definitions do the multiplication 1x1=?
1 multiplied by 1 is 2 not 1.
or rather ,, 1 increased by 1= 2
Yea right!!! we all know the mechanics of the problem is correct but the definition of multiply SEEMS wrong for the mathematical problem.
COMMENTS ??????
Home Cures
Have you ever had a home cure for the flu that you hated with a passion?
This home cure actually works for me, but I don't know whether it is from me taking it or if it is a mindset that says hurry up and get well so that I don't have to take it anymore. If you take some honey and purple onions and mix the sliced onion with the honey and then let it set for two or three days, then when you get the symtoms of the flu coming on, just take a tablespoon or two.
I promise you will either get well from the cure or you will make up your mind not to be sick so that you won't have to take it.
The concoction works but IT TASTE TERRIBLE.
This home cure actually works for me, but I don't know whether it is from me taking it or if it is a mindset that says hurry up and get well so that I don't have to take it anymore. If you take some honey and purple onions and mix the sliced onion with the honey and then let it set for two or three days, then when you get the symtoms of the flu coming on, just take a tablespoon or two.
I promise you will either get well from the cure or you will make up your mind not to be sick so that you won't have to take it.
The concoction works but IT TASTE TERRIBLE.
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