Spent way too much time experimenting with ways to make caps go bang.
My favorite was a chemistry set with test tubes filled with chemicals. Things that would catch fire and make horrible smells.
I got a chemistry set for one of my kids. It had “micro quantities” of chemicals that could be used only to do safe and boring experiments.
No fun. At all.
“The ideal subject of totalitarian rule is not the convinced Nazi or the dedicated communist, but people for whom the distinction between fact and fiction, true and false, no longer exists.”
― Hannah Arendt, The Origins of Totalitarianism, 1951
Res Ipsa wrote:Spent way too much time experimenting with ways to make caps go bang.
I'll just take a hammer to them on the sidewalk or parking pad. I need to beat the hell out of something. I could make noise while doing it and the smell is icing on the cake.
Win-win.
Failure is not falling down but refusing to get up.
Chinese Proverb
Res Ipsa wrote:Spent way too much time experimenting with ways to make caps go bang.
I'll just take a hammer to them on the sidewalk or parking pad. I need to beat the hell out of something. I could make noise while doing it and the smell is icing on the cake.
Win-win.
Yeah, the hammer is definitely the classic. I haven’t massacred any caps for decades, but I can call up that smell with no problem at all.
“The ideal subject of totalitarian rule is not the convinced Nazi or the dedicated communist, but people for whom the distinction between fact and fiction, true and false, no longer exists.”
― Hannah Arendt, The Origins of Totalitarianism, 1951
While in 2nd grade, a friend and I invented a short-lived game which was a form of paper airplane dog fighting. It involved each of us making a small air force of 3-5 paper airplanes that we set up in our own air base outside in his yard on opposite sides of his house where we couldn't see each other. We would pick an airplane, loudly count out 3...2....1.....Go! And both throw our airplanes out into the front yard at the same time. Then we had to go stand where our airplane landed, pick it up, and get ready to throw at the same time again. The object was to hit the other person with your airplane. Or, you could try to get to the other base and hit the other planes lying on the ground before getting hit yourself.
So what does that have to do with this thread? We had the bright idea of using caps to replicate damage to the plane whenever we scored a "hit" on the other person. So if you were hit, the other person got to take you plane and place a stack of the rolled caps under the part of the plane that was represented by the part of the body hit. Then they hit it with a hammer to blow a smoking hole in that part of the plane. We would keep trying to use the plane until it was complete unflyable at which point it was considered shot down. It was a blast...until we happened to catch one on fire (which happened more often than not) AND the wind took it at the same time. It's a bad look to have your dad come home seeing you and a friend running down the street chasing a flaming paper airplane.
We got grounded for that one. But man it was a good time.
The world is always full of the sound of waves..but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows it's depth? ~ Eiji Yoshikawa
Well I almost hate to admit it, but I'm well familiar with the store. It's on Broad St. in Red Bank about 15 minutes from my home town.
