LRDay, post: 449824, member: 571 wrote: In my first year as a paid construction surveyor, I did a landfill module our company was doing at the Salt Lake City Landfill. The new module was next to a operating module. The Seagull is the Utah State Bird, goes back to the first white pioneers which had their crop saved buy a bunch of gulls gorging themselves on crickets taking them to the lake and throwing them up and returning for more according to the story (probably grasshoppers). I've never looked at a seagull the same after I observed thousands of them them fighting over, sorting through, and eating the most rotten stinking garbage imaginable. Dogs like sweet stuff compared to what those gulls were eating. Every critter has a purpose I suppose.
Landfills are definitely an atrocious place to linger. And (as at all landfills I suppose), Oklahoma landfills are over-populated with gulls. Our particular species is the ring-billed gull. We just call them "Garbage Gulls" around here. Other than their frequent and predictable (right over your windshield) bathroom habits one particularly disgusting attribute is their ability to carry botulism and E. Coli. One of God's nastier creatures, for sure.
paden cash, post: 449826, member: 20 wrote: Landfills are definitely an atrocious place to linger. And (as at all landfills I suppose), Oklahoma landfills are over-populated with gulls. Our particular species is the ring-billed gull. We just call them "Garbage Gulls" around here. Other than their frequent and predictable (right over your windshield) bathroom habits one particularly disgusting attribute is their ability to carry botulism and E. Coli. One of God's nastier creatures, for sure.
Yeah, well the legend goes forth for the Utah State Bird, but an upgrade to a buzzard would be OK with me.
A Harris, post: 449591, member: 81 wrote: pg 236
Or the page stuck to 235 and 237. 😮
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I don't buy it. This sounds like something "Ralphie" on "A Christmas Story" would do before shooting his eye out. Where's the unedited, uncensored real story.?? 😉
FL/GA PLS., post: 449845, member: 379 wrote: [USER=20]@paden cash[/USER]
I don't buy it. This sounds like something "Ralphie" on "A Christmas Story" would do before shooting his eye out. Where's the unedited, uncensored real story.?? 😉
It's true. A few years later I wasn't so innocent however.
My freshman year in HS I had a math class that involved what we called a "split lunch". We were in class for a half-hour, left for lunch, and then returned for a half hour. The teacher's name was Mr. Crawford. She was a stone-cold old biddy with three gallons of hairspray keeping her fur all piled up in a bee-hive. We hated her and she gleefully returned the sentiment.
She kept her classroom locked during lunch. By the time she would return to open the door there would be several students already hanging around waiting. The classroom door had a row of lockers adjacent and the last "locker" was actually a fire extinguisher enclosure. It differed from a standard locker in the fact that it had a glass pane in the usually all steel door. The glass proudly proclaimed the words "FIRE" and had a fire extinguisher inside. Other than that it was a standard locker with a standard locker latch.
"Someone"...(yours truly) taped a busty Playboy pinup on the inside of the extinguisher door. A co-conspirator named Charlie thought it wise to place a combination lock on the latch. Mrs. Crawford returned before the bell and was fumbling with her keys to unlock the door when she looked up and saw the pinup. She lost all semblance of a human being. She started flailing her arms and driving students away from the door while making a really freaky shrieking sound. Every time she would turn around and look at the pinup, her flailing and shrieks intensified. She began screaming for someone to call the principal (we just stood there and stared). She eventually opened the classroom door with trembling hands and ushered everyone past the scene...trying to cover the pinup with her grade-book.
I didn't get to see the finale. Wanting to blend in with the innocent Charlie and I had entered the classroom and left her outside the door with her neurotic actions. A janitor came and couldn't undo the lock. He left to get his lock-cutters. Mrs. Crawford was so distraught she attempted to break the glass with her shoe. She was able to crack it and in her frantic attempt to dig at the glass to remove the offending picture, she cut her hand really bad.
She slumped to the floor, bleeding, trembling and sobbing in an almost unconscious stupor until help arrived. Mrs. Crawford was helped to the nurse's station with her bloody hand wrapped in the brown hand towel paper from the restroom. The janitor popped the lock and removed the pinup. He stuck his head back in the door and told us all "we ought to be ashamed of ourselves"...
Charlie nailed him with a spit-wad as he turned to leave.
Perhaps she recognized she WAS the pinup gal.
That's more like the "Cash boys" SOP. 😉
None of you Newbies take the first story seriously, the "Cash boys" were renegades in their teens. Just like most of us that were insane during the teen years.
The second story is more apropos. :p:p
paden cash, post: 449804, member: 20 wrote: In the early '60s at Buena Vista, CO the city dump was at the east end of Main St...at the Arkansas River. It was one of our favorite "playgrounds". Plinking at rats and bottles with a J.C. Higgins single-shot .22 was standard procedure. It wasn't uncommon to find the one city policeman (named King) down there shooting also.
I just looked on GE and it's now a ball diamond and the "Buena Vista Whitewater Park". We use to 'shoot the rapids' down there if we were lucky enough to find a salvageable inner-tube in the mess.
Man that place smelled bad. I guess it's good they've cleaned it up.
it's basically the gateway between old BV and the new fangled, master planned, chef inspired, highly walkable, patient-centered new urbanist empowerment village that some alleged interloper is incubating just south of there- which is a nice area. it looks just like a?? ??l??a??k??e?? ??c??o??m??o?? ??v??i??l??l??a??g??e?? ??f??r??o??m?? ??a?? ??h??e??m??i??n??g??w??a??y?? ??n??o??v??e??l?? about 45 mid-sized mixed use projects i've worked on in various urban areas over the last 20 years.
paden cash, post: 449589, member: 20 wrote: I had to sit outside the principal's office for a good half hour before I went into his office to plead my case. He had the magazine on his desk. I wanted so bad to ask him, "looked at it, didn't ya?"...but I kept my mouth shut.
Of course he had to review the subject material prior to beating the hell out of you with "THE PADDLE".
But in actuality he was really trying to figure out if it really was Mrs. Crawford's mammary glands stuck on the fire extinguisher. :p
Holy Cow, post: 449857, member: 50 wrote: Perhaps she recognized she WAS the pinup gal.
....not a snowball's chance in hell....
Somehow we all grew up to be quite outstanding citizens. Some of us will admit to our past and some try to hide it. Been to class reunions and get all kinds of laughs and smiles talking about some things we done but found out need to be careful about mentioning the names of some of the actors. I've got myself in a few jams talking to the kids of my old friends, seems the kids shouldn't know about THAT. Maybe it's best to leave things alone but it HAPPENED.
Funny your brother would remember ........
Say, you don't suppose he switched magazines on you?
