[Namron] Men and the finer Arts

[Lord Pooky]

Jim, don't let these women buffalo you.
I have been sewing since I was 8, have
3 machines<Including a serger and a simple cam driven embroidery machine>.
Knit, embroider<manually for several years, machine for 3<Industerially>>.

In Junior High School I had lunch with the head cheerleader everyday, she 
was
teaching me to knit.  If the Football team had known that is why she was 
having
lunch with the Nerd, I would have been dead meat<g>.  I was first boy in 
Junior
High to take Home Ec, and I taught both the cooking teacher and the sewing
teacher things they did not know.
I finished my project in lest than half the time it took the girls and mine
looked better.

WOMEN'S WORK my aunt matilda<and I don't have an aunt Matilda<g>>. Men were
tailors for Millennia.

So just do it
joy
Radei

IN RESPONSE TO THIS:

Ok, I have a story. As with all facets of The~Love everything is True, and 
can safely be assumed as such.
There once was a Man Named Seetsa Weetsa de Boer who assumed the public name 
Jacobus de Boer.
Who was known as Jack de Boer.
Who is My Mothers Father and therefore MY Grand Father.
Whom I had the Honor of assisting in Life 24 hours a day 7 days a week for 1 
year and 10 months (being allotted 5 days off, cumulatively) whilst I was 
missing and in Atenveldt.
He ~ whom preceded ME 2 generations, being that much closer to "the missing 
Neandolithic Link".
He ~ who in physical stature, was to I as I am to oh say your average size 
hu-maan (no names).*
He ~ who was first to display the genetic dominance in the form of the 
"Glowing Paws".
He who I was Honored to dub "Prime~Paw" and here-to-fore shall be referred 
to as such.

So..

Prime~Paw this HE~UGE! man, in high school was made to participate in high 
school football in the late 30's but ehh.. he didn't wanna.
/Our Ethics do not permit Us to physically dominate small(er) hu-maans. I 
mean really, it's just not polite and that truism has lasted many 
generations./
So as a method of pissing off his coach (the one attempting to force him to 
be un-polite), Prime~Paw (also being a smoothie like ME) easily convinced 
the school nurse to give him a note stating " If he did not feel like 
participating in football activity due to back pain, he did not have to) so 
His participation, was still My young Grandfathers call.
Which further infuriated the coach. Because here's this MASSIVE kid who can 
walk forward and sweep 140lb. bodies out of the way but, ehh... he don't 
wanna.... ;^).
To further raise his coaches flaming ire, and to help with manipulative 
dexterity, (multi-tasking was a good thing even in the 30's) on the side 
lines while the football game was going on MY MASSIVELY Huge Grandfather 
would be oblivious and Tatting.
Tatting is the art of tying spool-thin thread together in nice pretty 
patterns of knots, which would form pretty little doilies, like your grand 
mommies mommy used to make.

I too am Proud to have learned a bit of this art form from MY Grandfather.

As is sometimes spoken in certain 12 step programs: "Hey thanks for letting 
ME share.",

Pooky of the Paw ~ Blessed be the Dominant Genes!

*Footnote: Prime~Paw would unload bags of grain back in the 40's. 100lb. 
burlap sacks; one under each arm, one in each paw, one in his teeth. - 
cumulatively 5 - 100 lb bags the length of a barn until the whatever they 
were on, was empty.
He had to get out of the U.S. army in the 40's because he wasn't getting 
enough exercise, though the addition of hours of pull-ups in the barracks 
was still not enough to make up the deficit. Effect :  weakening of muscles 
needed to suppress the effects of scoliosis.



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