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Bacon, BBQ, Beef, And More / MMMMM ROADKILL
« on: March 21, 2017, 0309 UTC »
Moose-and-Squirrel Meat Balls

    3 lbs. ground moose and squirrel
    6 slices soft white bread
    1/2 cup water
    1/3 cup Butter
    1 1/3 cups onion; chopped
    pepper; freshly ground
    2 tbsp. parsley; chopped
    2 tbsp. flour
    1 1/2 cups milk

(Especially useful recipe if main ingredients have been dead for 24 or more hours before harvested)

Soak bread in water five minutes. Squeeze excess water out.

Melt four tablespoons butter in skillet. Sauté onion in butter until tender.

Combine moose and squirrel meat, squeezed bread, four teaspoons salt, one-half teaspoon pepper and parsley. Form mixture into one-inch balls. Chill twenty minutes.

Heat remaining butter in skillet. Brown moose-and-squirrel balls on all sides. Cover skillet and cook slowly 15 minutes.

Remove balls to warm platter. Sprinkle flour over skillet droppings. Stir and cook one minute. Stir in milk and bring to boil. Season to taste with salt and pepper. Return moose-and-squirrel balls to skillet. Simmer four minutes.

Yield: 8 Servings

Equipment / ?? IC-7410 modding
« on: December 02, 2015, 2210 UTC »
should i modify a  IC-7410 for use on ssb on the pirate freqs ??  or should i  stick with a radio manufactured for that band ??

General Radio Discussion / Little White Boxes
« on: June 23, 2014, 2148 UTC »
“I’m sure none of this will be used against us.”


Equipment / THREE FIVES
« on: June 23, 2014, 1811 UTC »

« on: April 25, 2014, 0401 UTC »
sure looks like Boomer

Huh? / Cow Farts
« on: April 14, 2014, 0342 UTC »

General Radio Discussion / LOOK UP IN THE SKY
« on: March 29, 2014, 0441 UTC »

« on: February 21, 2014, 2358 UTC »
Legend has it Ragnarok will begin when Fenrir the wolf breaks free from his imprisonment. This sets off a chain reaction of events where Jormungand the Midgard snake rises from the sea and a wolf eats the sun. This will culminate in a titanic battle among the gods, men and all the races of the nine worlds.


General Radio Discussion / a woman’s suggestion!!
« on: February 13, 2014, 0232 UTC »
It all started with a GREAT woman’s suggestion!!

Seems like cars have always had radios,
But they didn’t.

Here’s the story:

One evening, in 1929,
Two young men named
William Lear and Elmer Wavering
Drove their girlfriends to a lookout point high above the
Mississippi River town of Quincy, Illinois, to watch the sunset.

It was a romantic night to be sure,
But one of the women
observed that
It would be even nicer if they
could listen to music in the car.
Lear and Wavering liked the idea. Both men had tinkered with radios (Lear served as a radio operator in
The U.S. Navy during World War I)
And it wasn’t long before they were
Taking apart a home radio and
Trying to get it to work in a car.

But it wasn’t easy: automobiles have ignition switches, generators, spark plugs, and other electrical
Equipment that generate noisy static interference, making it nearly impossible to listen to the radio when the engine was running.

One by one, Lear and Wavering identified and eliminated each source of electrical interference. When they finally got their radio to work, they took it to a radio convention
In Chicago ..

There they met Paul Galvin,
owner of
Galvin Manufacturing Corporation.
He made a product called a
“battery eliminator”, a device that allowed battery-powered radios to
Run on household AC current.

But as more homes were wired for electricity, more radio manufacturers made
AC-powered radios.

Galvin needed a new product to manufacture. When he met Lear and Wavering at the
radio convention,
He found it. He believed that
Mass-produced, affordable car
Radios had the
potential to become
A huge business.

Lear and Wavering set up shop inGalvin’s factory, and when they perfected their first radio, they installed it in his Studebaker.

Then Galvin went to a local banker
To apply for a loan. Thinking it
Might sweeten the deal,
He had his men install a radio in
The banker’s Packard.

Good idea, but it didn’t work –
Half an hour after the installation,
The banker’s Packard caught on fire. (They didn’t get the loan.)

Galvin didn’t give up.
He drove his Studebaker nearly
800 miles to Atlantic City to show
Off the radio at the
1930 Radio Manufacturers
Association convention.

Too broke to afford a booth, he parked the car outside the convention hall and cranked up
the radio so that
Passing conventioneers
could hear it.
That idea worked — He got enough orders to put the radio into production.

That first production model was
Called the 5T71.

Galvin decided he needed to come up with something a little catchier.
In those days many companies in the phonograph and radio businesses used the suffix “ola” for their names –
Radiola, Columbiola, and Victrola
Were three of the biggest.

Galvin decided to do the same thing, and since his radio was intended for use in a motor vehicle, he decided to call it the Motorola.

But even with the name change,
The radio still had problems:
When Motorola went on sale in 1930, it cost about $110 uninstalled, at a time when you could buy a brand-new car for $650, and the country was sliding into the Great Depression.
(By that measure, a radio for a new car would cost about $3,000 today.)

In 1930, it took two men
several days
To put in a car radio –
The dashboard had to be taken
Apart so that the receiver and a
Single speaker could be installed,
And the ceiling had to be cut open
To install the antenna.

These early radios ran on their own batteries, not on the car battery,
So holes had to be cut into the floorboard to accommodate them.

The installation manual had eight complete diagrams and 28 pages of instructions. Selling
complicated car
Radios that cost 20 percent of the
Price of a brand-new car wouldn’t
Have been easy in the best of
Times, let alone during the Great Depression –

Galvin lost money in 1930 and struggled for a couple of years after that. But things picked up in 1933 when Ford began offering Motorola’s pre-installed
at the factory.

In 1934 they got another
boost when
Galvin struck a deal with
B.F. Goodrich tire company
To sell and install them in its chain
Of tire stores.

By then the price of the radio, with installation included, had dropped to $55. The Motorola car radio
was off and running.
(The name of the company would be officially changed from
Galvin Manufacturing to
“Motorola” in 1947.)

In the meantime, Galvin continued to develop new uses for car radios.
In 1936, the same year that it introduced push-button tuning,
it also introduced the Motorola Police Cruiser, a standard car radio that was factory preset to a single frequency to pick up police broadcasts.

In 1940 he developed the first
handheld two-way radio
– The Handy-Talkie –
for the U. S. Army.

A lot of the communications
technologies that we take for granted today were born in Motorola labs in the years that followed World War II.

In 1947 they came out with the first television for under $200.

In 1956 the company introduced the world’s first pager; in 1969 came the radio and television equipment that was used to televise Neil Armstrong’s first steps on the Moon.

In 1973 it invented the world’s first handheld cellular phone.

Today Motorola is one of the largest cell phone manufacturers in the world.

And it all started with the car radio.

the two men who installed the first radio in Paul Galvin’s car?

Elmer Wavering and William Lear, ended up taking very different
paths in life.

Wavering stayed with Motorola.
In the 1950′s he helped change the automobile experience again when
he developed the first automotive
alternator, replacing inefficient and unreliable generators. The invention lead to such luxuries as power windows, power seats, and, eventually,

Lear also continued inventing.
He holds more than 150 patents. Remember eight-track tape players? Lear invented that.

But what he’s really famous for are
his contributions to the field of aviation. He invented radio direction finders for planes, aided in the invention of the autopilot,
designed the first fully automatic
aircraft landing system,
and in 1963 introduced his
most famous invention of all,
the Lear Jet,
the world’s first mass-produced, affordable business jet.
(Not bad for a guy who dropped out of school after the eighth grade.)

Sometimes it is fun to find out how
some of the
many things that we take for granted
actually came into being!


It all started with a woman’s suggestion!!

General Radio Discussion / are you BUGGED
« on: December 28, 2013, 0213 UTC »

Huh? / uhh huh
« on: November 08, 2013, 0241 UTC »
 Adam was hanging around the Garden of Eden feeling very lonely.                                   
So, God asked him, 'What's wrong with you?'

Adam said he didn't have anyone to talk to.                               

God said that He was going to make Adam a companion and that it would be a woman.

He said, 'This pretty lady will gather food for you, she will cook for you,

and when you discover clothing, she will wash it for you                                   

She will always agree with every decision you make and she will not nag     

and will always be the first to admit she was wrong when you've had a disagreement.   

She will praise you!

She will bear your children,

and she will never wake you up in the middle of the night to take care of them.

She will NEVER have a headache and will freely give you love and passion whenever you want.'

Adam asked God, 'What will a woman like this cost?'     

God replied, 'An arm and a leg.'

Then Adam asked, 'What can I get for a rib?'

And now you know the rest of the story............!!!!

Mississippi blues guitarist, singer 'T-Model' Ford dies
July 16, 2013, 2:50 PM EST
JACKSON, Miss. (AP) -- James Lewis Carter "T-Model" Ford, a hard-living blues singer who taught himself to play guitar when he was 58 years old and his fifth wife left him, died Tuesday at his home in Greenville, Miss.

His age was uncertain. Washington County Coroner Methel Johnson said the family told her Ford was born in 1924 and had already had his birthday this year, which would have made him 89. But a blues expert and longtime friend, Roger Stolle, said Ford didn't remember what year he was born and claimed to be 93.

Johnson told The Associated Press that Ford had been under hospice care and died of respiratory failure shortly after 10 a.m. Tuesday. She said he was at home with several relatives, including his wife, Estella Ford.

Stolle, who owns a Clarksdale, Miss., store called Cat Head Delta Blues & Folk Art, accompanied Ford and other blues men when they toured Europe in 2009. He also traveled with Ford to gigs in New York.

"He was known as one of the last really authentic Mississippi blues men," Stolle told AP on Tuesday. "He has a story and could back it up."

When Ford was young, he served two years of a 10-year prison sentence for killing a man in self-defense, and he had scars on his ankles from serving on a prison chain gang, Stolle said.

Ford had six wives and 26 children, Stolle said. When Ford's fifth wife left him, she gave him a guitar as a parting gift.

"He stayed up all night drinking white whiskey," or moonshine, "and playing the guitar," Stolle said. "He kind of went on from there."

Ford started his blues career by playing at private parties and at juke joints in Greenville.

"He'd play late, then he'd spray himself with a bunch of mosquito spray and sleep in his van," Stolle said.

Stolle said Ford recorded seven albums with three labels, including three albums with Fat Possum Records in Oxford, Miss.

Clarksdale Mayor Bill Luckett, who co-owns the city's Ground Zero Blues Club with actor Morgan Freeman, said Ford was "a master of old-school blues" with an international following.

"His music would take you right back to the heart and soul of the Delta, back in the day," Luckett said.

Ford would show up for gigs early and often play longer than expected, even when he started experiencing heart problems in recent years, Stolle said. Ford would also swig Jack Daniels on stage and chat with the audience. Often, he'd pick out a happy-looking couple that included an attractive woman and would talk directly to the man.

"He'd say, 'You'd better put your stamp on her because if she flags my train, I'm going to let her ride," Stolle said. "He'd do it with a gleam in his eye and a smile. He could get away with a lot."


General Radio Discussion / HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
« on: November 22, 2012, 0549 UTC »

A old man named AL received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary.

Every word out of the bird's' mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity.
AL tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to 'clean up' the bird's vocabulary.

Finally, AL was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. AL shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even more rude.

AL, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer.
For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed.

Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute.

Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, AL quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto AL's outstretched arms and said:
"I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my despicable and unforgivable behavior."

AL was stunned at the change in the bird's attitude.

As he was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird spoke-up, very softly,

"May I ask what the turkey did?"

 ;) ;)

General Radio Discussion / so long Knucklehead Mike
« on: September 20, 2012, 0237 UTC »

By Fish

From out of the night came a roaring blast

A chopped up Shovel, goin’ way too fast

One hand twistin’ hard on the throttle

The other holdin’ on to the neck of a bottle


He finished his whiskey, tossed the bottle of glass

Just missin’ the Troopers, hot on his ass

There were three, maybe four Crown Vics in pursuit

All cockin’ their weapons, gettin’ ready to shoot


The long stretch of straight-a-way was nearing it’s end

And the road up ahead took a wicked sharp bend

When he got to the curve, he laid it right down

His wheels hit the curb, and that brought him around


He popped up and gunned it, like a bat out of Hell

The Troopers didn’t have it nearly so well

All four of them slammed on their anti-lock brakes

And secretly wondered: Who’d go to their wakes?


The man on the bike with backward smile

Saw all the cars land in a crumpled up pile

He eased off on the gas and cruised towards the West

There were miles to go before he could rest


As the dawn broke behind him, he saw a sign up ahead

“Good Eats” “Bikers Welcome” was all that it said

Pulled into the parking lot in front of the place

Passed two dozen nice scoots till he found him a space


He stopped for a minute to look all around

Then he suddenly noticed, there wasn’t a sound

All those bikes would have meant a sizable crowd

And bikers are one bunch that tend to be loud


Another odd thing, (his eyes were still keen)

Was the level of dust there on every machine

Like they’d been there for months, or maybe a year

Not like the owners had just stopped for beer


With this puzzle still rattlin’ around in his brain

He walked into the diner as it started to rain

There were plenty of bikers (a real biker venue)

So he found a free table and looked for a menu

A waitress named “Ginny” came over to say

Would he like to see the Specials on the menu today?

He said, “Your pretty special, from where I’m sittin’”

Then she blushed like a schoolgirl, and purred like a kitten,


“We don’t get many smooth talkin’ gentlemen here

While you look at the menu, can I get you a beer?”

The man nodded and winked and said: “A beer….in a glass”

Then he watched her walk off, admirin’ her ass


While she was gone the man looked all around

Despite all the people, there still wasn’t a sound

Nursin’ their drinks were hard men in black leather,

And the chicks that were with them, lookin’ dark as the weather


‘Cause the weather outside went from just heavy rain

To blowin’ and howlin’ like a hurricane

“Well, I won’t have to wash my bike again soon,”

Chuckled the man as he watched the monsoon


He turned to a biker nearby and he said,

“That’s a hellavuh storm, that’ll sure wake the dead!”

The biker gave him a long, hard, cold leer

And said, “You need to get right the fuck outta here”


The man jumped to his feet with a grin

And said, “OK Buddy, bring it on, I’m in!”

But the biker just knocked back a slug from his drink

“Those weren’t fightin’ words. At least, not like you think”


The man stood still with his fists in the air

While the rest of the joint, looked away…didn’t care

So he sat back and waited, he stared at the wall

He was startin’ to not like this place, not at all


When the waitress finally showed up with his beer

He drank it straight down, left a twenty. Said, “Here

Keep the change, I’m leavin’. This joint is too slow.”

He walked to the door, “I got places to go”


But the door wouldn’t open, kinda like it was stuck.

He pulled and he yanked, then he turned and said, “Fuck!”

“Who’s the dead man that that tried to lock me in here?”

As he looked ‘round the room, anger gave way to fear.

As if by a signal, the bikers rose to full height.

One said, “Dead man is the first thing you finally got right.”

Then Ginny came back and took the man by the arm

Said, “Don’t be afraid, they don’t mean you no harm.”


“It’s just you don’t know the rules, ‘cause you’re new

I’ll explain it as simple as I know how to do

Remember the cops and that curve from last night?”

“How the hell’d she know that?” He thought, “This just ain’t right”


“Well,” she continued, “you didn’t survive

In fact, as of last night, you’re no longer alive

And this is where dead bikers go when the die

So sit back and relax, honey, I wouldn’t lie”


So he sat and he ordered himself a fresh brew

And carefully considered the life that he knew

Here he would stay, though he never could tell

Whether he was in Heaven or he was in Hell


If you find yourself tired, your eyes turnin’ red

And you see a sign “Bikers Welcome, Good Eats” up ahead

Don’t stop, don’t look, ‘cause as sure as you do

There’ll be dust for all time on your scooter too

see you on the other side brother

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