Church & Son
Well-Known Member
My name is Randy....and I am a iron hoarder.
It is knee deep in my little smithy and I can not throw anything away.
Buckets of useless scrap iron, the floorboard in my truck is full to the seats with
stuff I pick out of the recycle metal bin at realjob. Flea markets and yard sales in
the various towns I travel to. Trying to convince TSA agent that I have to take that
bag of wrought iron nails on their plane, they actually accused me of trying to smuggle Indian
trade beads out of Arizona.
VooDoo said "Pops, you need help"
I went out to the Redbud yesterday intent on cleaning up. I managed to get two buckets of scrap
together to go to the re-cyclers....Then I tripped over a half finished hawk head...shiny....lets build a fire AND clean...
..may need a piece out of those two buckets, better put them back....
It is knee deep in my little smithy and I can not throw anything away.
Buckets of useless scrap iron, the floorboard in my truck is full to the seats with
stuff I pick out of the recycle metal bin at realjob. Flea markets and yard sales in
the various towns I travel to. Trying to convince TSA agent that I have to take that
bag of wrought iron nails on their plane, they actually accused me of trying to smuggle Indian
trade beads out of Arizona.
VooDoo said "Pops, you need help"
I went out to the Redbud yesterday intent on cleaning up. I managed to get two buckets of scrap
together to go to the re-cyclers....Then I tripped over a half finished hawk head...shiny....lets build a fire AND clean...
..may need a piece out of those two buckets, better put them back....