Yet another of my Granddaddy's interesting expressions that I learned while playing rummy with him. I haven't done that in a while and it's been even longer since I heard him use that one, but it is quite apropo for the situation.
You know that Craftsman lawn-mower? The one with the belt problems? Well, the new belt is perfect, but something else is wrong. I cranked the thing up, started mowing and got half way around the yard and was heading down the driveway when it stalled out and died on me! I couldn't re-crank it, even though the engine turned over--quite quickly in fact. It just wouldn't take. That's what's fiddly-duke...
I had another fiddly-duke moment earlier in the day as well. I dropped in on the downtown area on my feedstore run because I'm on the hunt for old pictures that I can scan and use in my documentary. Anyway, most of the stores that I had any interest in were closed--it being Monday. (I forgot that they aren't open on Monday because they are open on Saturday...) I was just going to leave, but a lady was sitting there on her phone; she kindly asked me if I needed anything...so I explained my predicament. After she suggested a certain store, I felt I couldn't go without popping in (besides, it is one of my favorites--kind of like a museum). And I am so glad I did! I found a years worth of reproduction Harper's Weekly's dating from November 1860 to November 1861! I got the entire stack for $25. I'll have to drift back downtown some other time to visit the other stores...
From there I went to Smith's. I could have smacked myself because I turned down the wrong road so I had to turn around. I got a brown and black girth for my new saddle...I was going to get a 7/8" drill bit with a 1/2" shank like Poppa asked me too...but they didn't have any. I actually got the 3 bags of chicken feed that I asked for this time. I've had this happen twice: I'll ask for 3 bags but they only call out 2...I understand that it's because 2 is already in the computer. I suppose I could have been more forceful in the past, but I just don't like to interrupt--silly, isn't it? The Ol' Man, Redneck 1 and Redneck 3 were out in the barn. I noticed that while Ol' Man just leaned on the truck talking about the weather, that the young guys did all the work. :) I really think he's more of the Boss Man out there now more than he is an actual laborer, but that is prefectly fine with me...and probably with him and the 'boys'. Speaking of which, Redneck 1 has recently gotten married...I noticed the gold band today. It's still clean looking. :D
Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time to go feed the animals... :)
You know that Craftsman lawn-mower? The one with the belt problems? Well, the new belt is perfect, but something else is wrong. I cranked the thing up, started mowing and got half way around the yard and was heading down the driveway when it stalled out and died on me! I couldn't re-crank it, even though the engine turned over--quite quickly in fact. It just wouldn't take. That's what's fiddly-duke...
I had another fiddly-duke moment earlier in the day as well. I dropped in on the downtown area on my feedstore run because I'm on the hunt for old pictures that I can scan and use in my documentary. Anyway, most of the stores that I had any interest in were closed--it being Monday. (I forgot that they aren't open on Monday because they are open on Saturday...) I was just going to leave, but a lady was sitting there on her phone; she kindly asked me if I needed anything...so I explained my predicament. After she suggested a certain store, I felt I couldn't go without popping in (besides, it is one of my favorites--kind of like a museum). And I am so glad I did! I found a years worth of reproduction Harper's Weekly's dating from November 1860 to November 1861! I got the entire stack for $25. I'll have to drift back downtown some other time to visit the other stores...
From there I went to Smith's. I could have smacked myself because I turned down the wrong road so I had to turn around. I got a brown and black girth for my new saddle...I was going to get a 7/8" drill bit with a 1/2" shank like Poppa asked me too...but they didn't have any. I actually got the 3 bags of chicken feed that I asked for this time. I've had this happen twice: I'll ask for 3 bags but they only call out 2...I understand that it's because 2 is already in the computer. I suppose I could have been more forceful in the past, but I just don't like to interrupt--silly, isn't it? The Ol' Man, Redneck 1 and Redneck 3 were out in the barn. I noticed that while Ol' Man just leaned on the truck talking about the weather, that the young guys did all the work. :) I really think he's more of the Boss Man out there now more than he is an actual laborer, but that is prefectly fine with me...and probably with him and the 'boys'. Speaking of which, Redneck 1 has recently gotten married...I noticed the gold band today. It's still clean looking. :D
Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time to go feed the animals... :)
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