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Remember when we were kids and we all had pocket knives ..... Since about middle school.
Today we'd be arrested, suspended, and labelled terrorists!
I had my grandpa's swiss army knife in my pocket every day of middle and high school. Never thought of myself as a criminal....or even a terrorist. Times have really changed.

Back to photography now....

(Late 70s, early 80s in case you're wondering.)
 
Remember when we were kids and we all had pocket knives ..... Since about middle school.
Today we'd be arrested, suspended, and labelled terrorists!
I had my grandpa's swiss army knife in my pocket every day of middle and high school. Never thought of myself as a criminal....or even a terrorist. Times have really changed.

Back to photography now....

(Late 70s, early 80s in case you're wondering.)
I still carry a folding knife every chance I get! Just not into airports, government buildings, schools or sporting events - none of which I frequent that often!
 
I carry a Leatherman Juice, I fancy myself a "Mr. Fixit" guy. I've gotten into trouble with it three times post 911, I continually forget that I have the thing and have been stopped at the State Capitol in California, they graciously allow one to park it at the entrance. Once at the Airport, luckily it was before my checked baggage was taken so I could put it there. Last time was at of all places the ball park. I was a half a mile from the parked car and the game was about to start and so I just tossed it in the trash can thinking they aren't that expensive and I'd get a new one........ Turns out the Juice isn't made anymore and has become a collector item. Cost me $90 to replace it with one that isn't as nice as the one I tossed. Hopefully I have learned something here.
 
Knives now, eh? Heh.

I have a few old Victorinox do-everything knives I bought in Melbourne in the 1980s and 1990s when the original ones were still affordable to us in Australia. Now even the cheap made in China ones are expensive. But don't get me started on our lousy 59.whatever cent dollars...

To keep all this photographic, my current Victorinox goes into a hidden small pocket in the bottom of my backpack. But I've yet to use it for anything, criminal or otherwise.

I also have a note to myself in my pre travel folder on my laptop, to take the darn thing out and leave it safely locked up at home before I fly to anywhere. For obvious reasons.

Now it's time for my first morning coffee. Indonesian Excelso or Flores robusta-arabica mix, half-half, freshly ground, strong and black with a scant spoon of coconut palm - or as some call it, jaggery - sugar. Photo to come, maybe.
 
yep too right and that as well, handy for Barnack users especially!

Bottom loaders, bottom feeders. What's the difference??

Somewhere in one of my boxes at home I have an original circa 1930s Leitz film leader trimmer. Or whatever they are or rather were called, as I'm sure they are now long out of production.

Mine was gifted to me by an old gentleman who bought it with his iif (which I now own), but got tired of trimming the tops of his fingers while trying to cut his films.

Even the late great Oskar Barnack must have cursed that accessory...
 
Bottom loaders, bottom feeders. What's the difference??

Somewhere in one of my boxes at home I have an original circa 1930s Leitz film leader trimmer. Or whatever they are or rather were called, as I'm sure they are now long out of production.

Mine was gifted to me by an old gentleman who bought it with his iif (which I now own), but got tired of trimming the tops of his fingers while trying to cut his films.

Even the late great Oskar Barnack must have cursed that accessory...
the Leitz templates are quite pricey and the trimming accessary are as rare as rare can be
 
I happen to have one of those trimmer things in its nice little leather case.....

But which box? Room? Closet? No idea....
 
What!?!?! No Asahi dry on the side, Mr Yokohama?

As ever your B&Ws are a marvel to me. Mid-tones to wish for.

Sorry, DownUnder, no Asahi beer on the side, my day-drinking days went by the wayside years ago. I think it has something to do with the "getting old" process. :cry:

However, I still manage to enjoy wine with dinner on a regular basis. :)

All the best,
Mike
 
As I've discovered, the secret to a happy old age - which often as not is mostly about giving up things - is to give them up slowly, so by the time you stop indulging altogether you no longer care much.

Dinner with wine, ideally a good red is a fine old French custom. Also with lunch, best taken with a cold white, and now and then a mug of red, white, whatever for breakfast, to wash down eggs and bacon on the odd occasion I indulge in such heathen food. And a glass or two of rose on the rocks (= with ice cubes) in a champagne glass, on a hot, hot summer day.

To me an Asahi beer is like a dry martini with fizzy. To be enjoyed ice-cold in a long stemmed glass. Sip slowly. Avoid the add-ons - I dislike pickled onions and I prefer to eat my olives separately, but a thin slice of lemon or lime goes well in an afternoon Asahitini.

We could now move on to sake, but I rather thing it's best we don't. Liver function and all that.

Now let us return to things photographic. So tell us, Mr Yokohama, what is your next planned Fuji camera purchase?
 
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As I've discovered, the secret to a happy old age....

Per the American balladeer Tom T. Hall, it is "faster horses, older whisky, younger women and more money".

Unfortunately, I always got that mixed up and went with "faster women, older horses, more whisky and no money". But I've got some killer stories to tell. :rolleyes:
 
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