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TomW

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Yesterday I worked on and posted seamus7227's Library tutorial How to Skin a Snake . I have to admit I was a little squeamish working on it...When I was younger, I was working in a Natural Gas processing plant in West Texas (Sliver, Texas to be exact). One day I was exiting the control room and someone had left a dead rattle snake just outside the door. I still cant get over how scared I was (and yes, the guys got a real laugh about the young Engineer that was afraid of snakes).

Well, last night I had at least 10 dreams about snakes...snakes in the bed, snakes in the toilet, snakes in the car, snakes in the trash can, snakes in the swimming pool, snakes under the desk, snakes, snakes everywhere...

I'm now looking for a tutorial about something more soothing...say Jack Daniels...

Tom
 
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One of my duties at work is to maintain the database of plant outages and what caused them. I had one come in last year from Amarillo, TX. The reason for the outage? The tech had to kill power to remove a rattle snake from the motor control center. If it had been me I would have had at minninum of a first aid case to report. Maybe even a lost work day case.

Me being a REAL man I am only scared of 4 kinds of snakes.
Big Uns
Little Uns
Dead Uns and
Live Uns
 
Wait till you have one crawl/slither through your shop in the middle of the day I like near wet my self. But now he has been made into several nice pens.
 
Yesterday I worked on and posted seamus7227's Library tutorial How to Skin a Snake . I have to admit I was a little squeamish working on it...When I was younger, I was working in a Natural Gas processing plant in West Texas (Sliver, Texas to be exact). One day I was exiting the control room and someone had left a dead rattle snake just outside the door. I still cant get over how scared I was (and yes, the guys got a real laugh about the young Engineer that was afraid of snakes).

Well, last night I had at least 10 dreams about snakes...snakes in the bed, snakes in the toilet, snakes in the car, snakes in the trash can, snakes in the swimming pool, snakes under the desk, snakes, snakes everywhere...

I'm now looking for a tutorial about something more soothing...say Jack Daniels...

Tom

Snakes on a plane?
 
Wait till you have one crawl/slither through your shop in the middle of the day I like near wet my self. But now he has been made into several nice pens.

Made me spit my ice tea all over!!!!!!!
 
When I was first married my wife and I rented a very old house. It had a crawl space and was near a creek. I talked to one of the old tenants and he said he was in the bathroom sitting down and looked down only to notice a snake curled up around the bottom of the toilet right behind his feet. I guess he was in the proper position for the next bodily function! We moved not long after he told us the story, I looked before I used that toilet from then on.
 
I found a small (18") Diamondback Rattlesnake in my driveway a year or so ago. I had always wanted to catch a live Rattler so I went out there and pinned his head down and grabbed him behind his head. I picked him up and he started squirming and opened his mouth, displaying those fangs! I threw that sucker WAY away from me and then went and dispatched him. It was exciting but scared the heck out of me!

Before you say it...I was perfectly safe. I have handled non-venomous snakes many times in the past and I had this one caught just right, I had just never held a poisonous snake before and it spooked me!
 
Ludlow Porch a radio talk show host was once ask what to do about snakes on a listners
car port. His answer " I'll have Mayflower Movers there first thing in the morning."
Ludlow is gone now, but his wisdom lives on!!

Ben
 
I have never skinned a snake, guess thats cause by the time I am done dispatching them there is nothing left to skin. I do not like snakes and I will never get over it I don't even like holding a snake skin pen.
 
I was flying back to the US from Mexico about a year ago. When they passed out the immigration forms, the younger Mexican fellow beside me asked to borrow my pen... I handed him my pen, which was a Copperhead on a Copper Junior Gent. The guy refused to take the pen from my hand.
 
I'm now looking for a tutorial about something more soothing...say Jack Daniels...

Tom

Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo,


Here's a tut for ya.

Get a 32 oz. blue plastic drinking cup (must be blue or it ain't right)
Put in 4 ice cubes.
Pour in 4 fingers of Gin. I prefer "bumpy gin" (Segrams gin comes in a bumpy 1/2 gallon bottle, hence the name "bumpy gin")
Measure in 2 more jiggers of "bumpy gin" , for good measure.
Pour in 1 jigger of roses sweetened lime juice.
Fill the remainder of the cup with diet tonic (we all have to keep our girlish figures now, don't we?)
Stir and drink through a bendy straw.


After 3 or 4 of these snakes won't bother you one bit. Matter of fact, not much will bother you. Trust me on this :rolleyes:
 
Yesterday I worked on and posted seamus7227's Library tutorial How to Skin a Snake . I have to admit I was a little squeamish working on it...When I was younger, I was working in a Natural Gas processing plant in West Texas (Sliver, Texas to be exact). One day I was exiting the control room and someone had left a dead rattle snake just outside the door. I still cant get over how scared I was (and yes, the guys got a real laugh about the young Engineer that was afraid of snakes).

Well, last night I had at least 10 dreams about snakes...snakes in the bed, snakes in the toilet, snakes in the car, snakes in the trash can, snakes in the swimming pool, snakes under the desk, snakes, snakes everywhere...

I'm now looking for a tutorial about something more soothing...say Jack Daniels...

Tom

Tom,
I've got to agree with you on the snake thing... I know that in most cases the snake won't hurt me, but will certainly make me hurt myself....:biggrin:

Now that You've posted about snakes, I'll probably have my nightmare again....:eek: ..... back when I was about 5 we lived on a farm in the backwoods of Texas. My father is a tall man and always wore a stetson type hat... anything that might or could come close to touching the top of his hat was raised about a foot. We had Game chickens which are as near wild as chickens get and they liked to nest high... so the nest boxes in the barn were all about 7 feet up... we had lots of chicken snakes in and around the barn and one night my mom was gathering eggs, but couldn't reach the barn nests... my dad reached up for her, and a 6' chicken snake came slithering down his arm and into the barn. For years that snake chased me to the house and always caught me just as I reached the porch... to this day at almost 70 years... I don't like snakes, don't like to watch snakes and if they are on a TV program, I change channels.... :redface::redface:
 
Wow! I am truly one lucky boy! When I was 3 or 4, living in northwest Tennessee I was playing in the tall grass outside the yard. We had a large well kept yard for me to play in but, no, I had to get into the tall grass. My parents had been reading me my favorite book, 'Ricky, Tivy, Tavy' about a mongoose that killed Cobras. That spring I had the pleasure of meeting "The Cobra". There I was in the tall grass and this snake just stood up and looked me in the eye. I took off for the house at a dead run and allowed the screen door to slam behind me. That was an absolute NO NO. My Grandmother grabbed me as I tried to fly right on by, seeing that I was in a panic, she finally got out of me that I had seen a Cobra. She had my Grandfather take me out to this Cobra riding on his shoulders. With me pointing the way, he carried me right up to the Cobra and sure enough it was still there, but this time it did not look Grand Daddy in the eye. It just looked at his knee. He told me, Charles, watch this. He backed off 3 or 4 steps and the snake followed us. Then he turned around, stomped the ground and the snake headed right back to where it came from. No, it was not Cobra. It was, however, a female black snake, a very good and helpful snake, and she had babies in the nest that she is protecting. LEAVE HER ALONE! He then carried me back to the porch and set me free. Naturally, being a boy and having no brain, once everyone was out of sight, right back to the snake this little boy ran. She would stand up and chase me and I would then chase her. I had a ball, but somehow, I do not think that she enjoyed it near as much as I.
Since then I have tried to leave most snakes be except for the two aggressive snakes in this area, the Copperhead and the Cotton Mouth. either of these I will kill on sight. The rest do a great job for humanity killing off varmints and insects. I will admit that when I step on one, it does give me a very quick heart beat for a bit. But then, so does seeing a beautiful lady, still.
Charles
OOPS! In no way was I comparing our ladies to any kind of snake. Please do not burn my membership in IAP.
 
Snakes I'm ok with.

It is those freaking spiders that make me squeal like a little girl.... yes... I do. I'm man enough to admit it. :)
 
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