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Post by botanyme on Nov 2, 2006 15:19:50 GMT -5
No Steve, forget all of those pesky varmints and just leave all said rocks to moi. thank you and good day. becky
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Post by jimolson on Nov 2, 2006 16:47:10 GMT -5
I'm pretty sure I know her!
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Post by jimolson on Nov 2, 2006 17:26:25 GMT -5
If...
You are on your way to a dig Sunday morning and your neighbors say "why arn't you going to church" and you respond " I am, it's just a long hike".
one or more of the rooms in your house resemble Superman's "fortress of solitude"
you have ever gone down That dirt road on a hunch
you have been to the state gemological museum and thought "So..."
You have ever pointed at the ground and said "dig here" and the individual opened up a pocket - and you were not surprised - and you were surprised - and you thought "Hey, I should have hit that" and thought again "wait till you see the next one!"
You have ever heard new rockhounds say "The rocks just jump out of the ground at him"
You have ever stepped away from a producing pocket and said " got mine..... now it's your turn"
You have ever run a back-hoe and said "now put me someplace where I can really use this!"
You know the cost of running a back-hoe
You know where the local heavy machinery rental places are.
You can only rent a terramite and say "that's OK - I can cut steps."
You have ever said "let's see what the CAT drug in" Steeeeeve
You believe that the next big find is still out there.
UV lights are not just for finding minerals but also for lighting up scorpion butts!
.......... Marcy, I'll let you dive in with the next one.
You have ever had a warm fuzzy moment for all of the people giving you s&*$ about not being at the up coming dig
jim
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Post by snakewrangler on Nov 2, 2006 23:19:41 GMT -5
Now Jim I know that my spelling is not all that great, but I've never seen a word spelled "s&*$".
I got a History test tommorow and I don't have any time to type and laugh at every thing posted here.
Leah, You have to teach me how to lay quartz clusters! ;D
Kyle
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 2, 2006 23:35:49 GMT -5
Kyle -
Leah just adopted that one when she found it in the wall in front of her. You, on the other hand, my friend...I watched you pop out a rutle crystal at Graves Mountain!
I'm the only one that gets to tease Leah....don't make me come up to that college, boy!
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Post by snakewrangler on Nov 3, 2006 10:23:11 GMT -5
I think that we are all friends on here and can pick on anyone we like.
I think that you might get lost coming down here my friend, theres nothing to collect around here except arrowheads and people now adays are a little overzelous about someone walking on their property (Plus its hunting season). Therefore I predict that if Steve headed down to South Georgia that he wouldn't even think about me and end up in Florida looking for fossils. ;D.
Kyle
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Post by quartzfreak74 on Nov 3, 2006 15:49:41 GMT -5
It's too bad most of the best quotes are taken but I do have a good one.
You might be a rockhound if the walls of your home are composed of material you have collected over the years. Believe it or not the stone mantle and fireplace at my parents house is made of a bunch of rock I collected a long time ago. I still find little black tourmalines in it occasionally.
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Post by catannc on Nov 3, 2006 21:58:18 GMT -5
...The first consolation your parents offer you about your unscheduled and ill-afforded purchase of a new vehicle is "Well, at least you can carry more rocks!" My crappy old car decided to spew transmission fluid everywhere twice today...once all over me while I happened to be filling it...., so this evening I went and bought a new Nissan Versa. I traded in the old vehicle...y'all should have seen the salesman's face when he asked where it was parked and I told him "Out back, you can't miss it....look for the one covered in mud with the side-mirrors duct-taped back on." He laughed for a second, thought I was joking...... Now if I can just manage to make the payments ......hoping my financial aid package for school is generous this semester! Cathy
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Post by catannc on Nov 3, 2006 22:05:01 GMT -5
Leah,
If you ever happen to run across any photos of a certain someone that you would like "graphically enhanced", do feel free to send them to me. I have decided to give Lee a slight reprieve before the December issue of "CowsMooooooopolitan" comes out, and could use something fun to do in my free time.
Cathy
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Post by tomleary on Nov 5, 2006 0:02:26 GMT -5
You might be a rockhound if you have a posted subject ANYWHERE on Dirty Rockhounds that beats the fieldtrip reports link in number of views. Currently F.R. has 2392 views, Y.M.B.A.R. currently has 2697.
"YMBAR" if you ever considered digging a hole in the back yard strait down as far as possible just to see what there is below the sediment of the coastal plain. You ever went down traintracks as a kid to find any neat specimens that might be laying around. You ever tried to smelt your own rocks to see what metals they contained. You use rare specimens in the garden to hold the sprinkler down. You enrich your garden with soils sifted out of buckets taken from your favorite localities. You have ever shipped dirt across country.
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Post by writerman2255 on Nov 5, 2006 8:30:06 GMT -5
You know you're a rockhound if every available square inch of level space in your house, including the floor, is covered with specimens, usually two or three levels deep.
If your bathroom sink has a permanent quicksand layer right around the drain that you leave there, because you know ten minutes after you clean the scrapings from cleaning a specimen up, it's just going to magically appear again.
You own more than ten different hammers, and still, pause expectantly in front of the 'small tools' section at Lowe's every time, hoping to find the perfect one.
There is a pile of discarded but not forgotten mine scree in your yard larger than some mines!
There's mica flakes where you eat, sleep, and sit in your easy chair because of the heavy layering that always sticks to your socks from falling off of specimens you are always examining.
You actually dream of rocks. For real. More often than anything else. And it doesn't upset you!
You are planning your 'next trip out' in your head, while picking through mine scree at the mine, even though you are finding great specimens as you go.
You have ever coveted someone else's find, but would never admit it.
Your idea of an especially 'holy Sunday' is to be able to actually dig three holes to look for specimens at the Ray Mine, instead of the usual two!
You hit rocks you are positive contain no possible specimens inside them, simply because you like to break rocks. When it does open up and there's nothing there, you think 'wow, that's a pretty rock' anyway.
Seven hours of heavy digging, breaking, and shoveling, at the mine, equals in exertion, ten minutes of lawn mowing to you. Okay, maybe five.
Your knapsack mine excursion kit is permanently packed, ready to be taken out of the closet at a moment's notice, as if those rocks that have been forming for sixty-five million years are going anywhere!
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Post by damammy on Nov 5, 2006 13:35:43 GMT -5
You might be a rockhound if your dream vacation is a rockhounding trip. If you encourage your grandkids to become rockhounds so they will enjoy their inheritance. If your wish list for Christmas comes from a rockhounding supply store. If you get a pair of knee pads and a tool belt for a present, and you aren't a carpenter or carpet layer. If when trying to explain to kids why they shouldn't judge people by their outward appearances, you use a geode as an example. Donna
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Post by geodepat on Nov 5, 2006 20:52:53 GMT -5
Your idea of an especially 'holy Sunday' is to be able to actually dig three holes to look for specimens at the Ray Mine, instead of the usual two! If this is true then we had a really holy dig at Diamond hill. What with the 3 different pits we had to dig in. ;D
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Post by pegmatite on Nov 6, 2006 6:34:10 GMT -5
Diamond Hill inspired:
You have ever camped out in 20 degree weather for the chance to dig in clay and dirt and crack a few rocks.
Instead of gazing into the fire you try to determine if a particular fire ring rock contains a nice crystal.
You keep a supply of toothpicks and toothbrushes on hand which will never touch a tooth.
You determine those wooden chopsticks from the Chinese restaurant would be great for probing red clay for crystals.
You have ever seriously worried about the load capacity of your vehicle, repeatedly.
You have ever wished they made bigger buckets.
You have ever given thought how to best carry two buckets, a shovel, a 10 pound sledge, and assorted small hand tools.
You routinely play with a 10 pound and 3 pound sledge hammer.
You get excited about sticky red clay stuck to pointy rocks.
You have ever taken a day off from work to clean rocks.
Steve
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 6, 2006 10:08:48 GMT -5
Donna wrote:
"If when trying to explain to kids why they shouldn't judge people by their outward appearances, you use a geode as an example."
Donna....that's awesome! Great little analogy for the kids. Mind if I steal it when I'm talking to kids at the schools over here?
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 6, 2006 11:37:23 GMT -5
How Rick Met John D Many of you have probably been wondering how John D and Rick met. Well, as luck would have it, many years ago John was vacationing in Asheville. One night, he had WAY too many beers to drink. His friends were afraid to let him drive back to his lush suite at the Asheville Grand Hotel, so they took his keys and suggested that he take the train back to the hotel. Unfortunately, John took them seriously. He took the train. To make matters worse, his room was on the second floor. The resulting calamity was apparently frowned upon by hotel management. They called the local law enforcement agency….and you guessed it….the investigating officer turned out to be a young rookie policeman named Rick Jacquot. After he gave John a thorough thrashing and a good talking to, the two of them bonded over a six pack that had magically escaped harm during the crash. They've been the best of friends ever since, although Rick does occasionally give John a good beating just for "old times sake".
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 6, 2006 12:00:09 GMT -5
What is going on with MAGMA members and trains? This photo was just published in a Georgia newspaper. On their way home from the Diamond Hill dig, Ron asked Nancy to drive while he slept in the back of their truck. Somewhere along the way, Nancy was passing a train loaded with rocks from a local quarry. She swore she saw a big beryl crystal in one of the cars, and tried everything she could think of to get the engineer to stop so she could have a "look-see". He ignored her, so she did the only thing a true rockhound could have in such a situation. Police are still scouring the surrounding woods, searching for Ron.
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Post by Chigoe on Nov 6, 2006 15:01:26 GMT -5
You might be a dirty rockhound if you are happy to just sit on top of a pile of dirt at Diamond Hill and smile.
You might be a dirty rockhound if cold cold ground was your bed last night and rocks was your pillow too.
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Post by jimolson on Nov 6, 2006 15:51:00 GMT -5
Illustrations please!!!!!!!!! not photos - well, maybe that one of Pat!
As of right here - we have 571 entries and 2 illustrations - this really is a creative crew!
Jim
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Post by damammy on Nov 6, 2006 17:48:29 GMT -5
If you take home a rock without chipping it to see what color is inside, so you can be surprised later.
If you consider geodes a present as you get to be the first to see what is inside.
If in mocking you, you find your 3 year old grandson licking his finger wiping it across a rock and looking back at you to see what he does next. Donna
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Post by geodepat on Nov 6, 2006 19:48:32 GMT -5
Jim, I sent you an email with some art in it. ;DPat
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Post by chunkfinder on Nov 6, 2006 20:58:30 GMT -5
Steve, How do you think these things up? You might be a Rockhound,when you take DH material,to show,co-workers,on Monday and can't understand,why they don't,get as excited as you do, when telling them what it is and how you found it .What a great time you had ,while looking at them with a black eye from an inappropriate use of a prying tool.
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Post by botanyme on Nov 6, 2006 21:01:12 GMT -5
i think nancy really wants to know, Steve. anon
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 6, 2006 21:19:06 GMT -5
Think them up? What....you don't think these things are real? Nancy, my friend, you must have hit your head as hard as you hit that train if you don't even remember it. I hope you are feeling better soon.
Did they ever find Ron?
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 6, 2006 21:49:09 GMT -5
WHY RICK DOESN'T RIDE HIS BIKE TO DIGS ANYMORE..... ***Nancy, if you really want to know how I think these things up.....the only explanation that I have is that a few months ago I accidentally put the Super Iron-Out in the airtight container first, then added the water. I inhaled quite a few of the fumes. When I came to, all of these ideas just started popping into my head.
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Post by jimolson on Nov 7, 2006 7:03:09 GMT -5
Thank you Pat! Those will work great!
jim
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Post by claycat on Nov 7, 2006 8:29:26 GMT -5
Jim- I have six cartoons for you, just haven't sent them. I thought you were going to be at D.H. and you could see them there.
Cathy
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Post by geodepat on Nov 7, 2006 12:15:03 GMT -5
As a child Rick learned to dive for fossils at an early age.
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Post by stevebarr on Nov 7, 2006 12:26:03 GMT -5
Didn't you also find a big pile of "Leaverite" once?
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Post by dr00bie on Nov 7, 2006 12:58:32 GMT -5
Rick, since you were so young, you didn't pick up on the fact that a coprolite is actually fossilized!
Drew
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