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Gene totally missed the point. He has visions of grandeur but no plans on how to make them come to fruition. He jumps in without checking the depth, and ends up drowning. Just look at how the veggie stand is not working well as he hoped. Best to step back and make a business plan before starting. Without a business plan he is sure to fail. He should listen to Arlo. Parents are not as dumb as you think they are.
The derivation of “too many irons in the fire” is from pre-electricity laundry. If you were heating too many irons at once in the fire, they would get too hot and scorch the clothes while you pressed them.
Monday’s [I’m playing catchup]: I named one of my bears “Tommy” because “Teddy” was cliche’. A previously unnamed elephant (photos show him in my hospital bed during a first-year bout of bronchitis, my last hospitalization till I was old enough to suspect a heart attack and get catheterized) later became “Dick,” and a bear Dad had won at a carnival and pulled out of the attic was “Harry” (later “Bearwolf” when my guests and I tossed him around at my 10th birthday party while watching “The Werewolf of London.”) I also had a Fuzzy Wuzzy, after picking off all his hair. And a wide variety of other animals, favorite perhaps Cuddles the Rat. The only one I know I still have is Swee’Pea the monkey, whom Dad sent me from Army Reserve summer camp (I may have turned 1 by then, as I’m standing in my first pic with it). My sister cleaned him up and restitched him after run-ins with full-bladdered raccoons in my folks garage attic maybe 10 years ago.
Several comments missed the point about too many irons in the fire, but being a dad I must naturally guard against Dadsplaining. Let me just add the problem comes from literally burning the steel when left in the forge too long. If you want to know more, look it up.
Several times over the past few years there have been panels of characters walking through the grass at Gene’s and Mary Lou’s place, with the black branch lying in the foreground. Every time I have seen that, my first reaction has been that it is a snake. I think that it has been suggested that Gene and Mary Lou probably live near the Gulf Coast, and I would expect there are plenty of “snakey” areas in that part of the country.
Jesy Bertz Premium Member almost 6 years ago
Arlo is “Dadsplaining” again.
Night-Gaunt49[Bozo is Boffo] almost 6 years ago
And there goes Arlo analogy.
Egrayjames almost 6 years ago
I’m sure Arlo must have a money tree growing in the back yard. I know my Dad had one.
Tyge almost 6 years ago
A blacksmith is a good friend to have.
First Law of blacksmithing: The red end is hot!
Second Law: The black end may or may not be hot!
DaveQuinn almost 6 years ago
Gene totally missed the point. He has visions of grandeur but no plans on how to make them come to fruition. He jumps in without checking the depth, and ends up drowning. Just look at how the veggie stand is not working well as he hoped. Best to step back and make a business plan before starting. Without a business plan he is sure to fail. He should listen to Arlo. Parents are not as dumb as you think they are.
gypsywolf59 almost 6 years ago
Wait a minute. If memory serves correctly, Gene has a degree in buisness.
foggyrobs2 Premium Member almost 6 years ago
The derivation of “too many irons in the fire” is from pre-electricity laundry. If you were heating too many irons at once in the fire, they would get too hot and scorch the clothes while you pressed them.
cuzinron47 almost 6 years ago
That sounds like it would make a good joint venture, with a very promising future upside.
David Huie Green LikeNobody'sEverSeen almost 6 years ago
I figured it was related to flatirons and too many in the fire for propper ironing.
marvee almost 6 years ago
Is it National Cliche Day? See “F Minus”
gcarlson almost 6 years ago
Monday’s [I’m playing catchup]: I named one of my bears “Tommy” because “Teddy” was cliche’. A previously unnamed elephant (photos show him in my hospital bed during a first-year bout of bronchitis, my last hospitalization till I was old enough to suspect a heart attack and get catheterized) later became “Dick,” and a bear Dad had won at a carnival and pulled out of the attic was “Harry” (later “Bearwolf” when my guests and I tossed him around at my 10th birthday party while watching “The Werewolf of London.”) I also had a Fuzzy Wuzzy, after picking off all his hair. And a wide variety of other animals, favorite perhaps Cuddles the Rat. The only one I know I still have is Swee’Pea the monkey, whom Dad sent me from Army Reserve summer camp (I may have turned 1 by then, as I’m standing in my first pic with it). My sister cleaned him up and restitched him after run-ins with full-bladdered raccoons in my folks garage attic maybe 10 years ago.
Da'Dad almost 6 years ago
Several comments missed the point about too many irons in the fire, but being a dad I must naturally guard against Dadsplaining. Let me just add the problem comes from literally burning the steel when left in the forge too long. If you want to know more, look it up.
WF11 almost 6 years ago
Several times over the past few years there have been panels of characters walking through the grass at Gene’s and Mary Lou’s place, with the black branch lying in the foreground. Every time I have seen that, my first reaction has been that it is a snake. I think that it has been suggested that Gene and Mary Lou probably live near the Gulf Coast, and I would expect there are plenty of “snakey” areas in that part of the country.
Da'Dad almost 6 years ago
For something completely different, I didn’t see any comments about Gene’s fancy walking staff.