Note To Self

[gregcantrall]

Just found this in my note book (phone). Hmmmm if I dictated this, I had some interesting help from the transcription program. OR could be a coded message from the Pool Gods? More likely just some really good lush. Oh well!

Select a spot on the object and Q balls you wish to hit. Then concentrate on this line of aim watched about two and preliminary strokes to see that your kid is going to the same spot. Your iamb him should act in strict uniform. Paragraph a glance should go from the Q ball to the object fall, back to the Q ball, and rest there so you must be looking at the Q ball, rather than the object ball before delivering your stroke.

the argument often has arisen whether or not a player/plants before so I can make you a bowl is on the Q or object ball. My eyes are last on the cue ball.

 

[gregcantrall]

I think I have solved my mystery.
In backtrack I opened to this:

In watching young players to discover some who may be worthy of special attention, I am immediately attracted to those who have an even, rhythmic stroke, with a clean follow through.

 

[goin2bepro]

Just found this in my note book (phone). Hmmmm if I dictated this, I had some interesting help from the transcription program. OR could be a coded message from the Pool Gods? More likely just some really good lush. Oh well!

Drunk note taking

 

[gregcantrall]

I just got beat by a young player that showed me just what Willie likes. Hmmmmm

I was attempting to create a quote.
Billiards As It Should Be Played
by Willie Hoppe

 

[gregcantrall]

Disclaimer: I was painting today with solvent based paint. Historically painters (well this painter. And yes I have sprayed lacquer from 50 gallon drums) (lacquer isn’t as bad as solvent IMHO) use alcoholic drinks to clean the system.

 

[Texas Carom Club]

Now it makes sense

 

[ShootingArts]

Disclaimer: I was painting today with solvent based paint. Historically painters (well this painter. And yes I have sprayed lacquer from 50 gallon drums) (lacquer isn’t as bad as solvent IMHO) use alcoholic drinks to clean the system.

My shop foreman and I were the painters for all full body paintjobs. With two number sevens cranked WFO the air got pretty dense while we were shooting and for maybe a minute afterwards. We always shot after lunch then split a six pack, the day was done! Talked to PPG once or twice a week, put a kit in the #7's at least once a week, double bugeye masks, filtering air in and out, we were high tech!(grin)

Especially after spraying a lot of Deltron I was always thinking about my lungs with all of the crud unavoidably sucked up. A heavy beard didn't allow for a good seal although plenty of Vaseline helped. One day we shot a burgundy paint job and sent out for the six pack. First big gob of garbage I coughed up was blood red! It had finally happened, lungs ripped open and I was hemorrhaging! About thirty seconds of pure panic before I realized that bright red was part of the base for the burgandy and it had been filtered out.

PPG ruined my lungs consulting with them all the way. Should have sued them for nineteen million but I didn't have the sue mentality. We sure turned out some mighty fine paint jobs though!

My shop was busy, maintaining a four to six month backlog most of the time. People would come in at three in the afternoon and watch us working knee deep in masking paper and sheet metal. "Why don't you ever clean your shop?" They were incredulous when I told them it had been clean at eight o'clock that morning!

I had three body shops over the years. Miss them sometimes. It was a feeling of accomplishment when cars left out looking bright and shiny and new! Was good cover too. When working, I sometimes wore a T-shirt, sometimes a uniform shirt and jeans. I would go home, clean up, and put my work clothes back on. Off to the pool wars!

Hu

 

[TheBasics]

My shop foreman and I were the painters for all full body paintjobs. With two number sevens cranked WFO the air got pretty dense while we were shooting and for maybe a minute afterwards. We always shot after lunch then split a six pack, the day was done! Talked to PPG once or twice a week, put a kit in the #7's at least once a week, double bugeye masks, filtering air in and out, we were high tech!(grin)

Especially after spraying a lot of Deltron I was always thinking about my lungs with all of the crud unavoidably sucked up. A heavy beard didn't allow for a good seal although plenty of Vaseline helped. One day we shot a burgundy paint job and sent out for the six pack. First big gob of garbage I coughed up was blood red! It had finally happened, lungs ripped open and I was hemorrhaging! About thirty seconds of pure panic before I realized that bright red was part of the base for the burgandy and it had been filtered out.

PPG ruined my lungs consulting with them all the way. Should have sued them for nineteen million but I didn't have the sue mentality. We sure turned out some mighty fine paint jobs though!

My shop was busy, maintaining a four to six month backlog most of the time. People would come in at three in the afternoon and watch us working knee deep in masking paper and sheet metal. "Why don't you ever clean your shop?" They were incredulous when I told them it had been clean at eight o'clock that morning!

I had three body shops over the years. Miss them sometimes. It was a feeling of accomplishment when cars left out looking bright and shiny and new! Was good cover too. When working, I sometimes wore a T-shirt, sometimes a uniform shirt and jeans. I would go home, clean up, and put my work clothes back on. Off to the pool wars!

Hu

Hu, Howdy;

Did pretty much the same only in the Navy, as corrosion control for aircraft. Started back in the late 60's
when if you were asked about a respirator the usual answer was "a what...???" Sprayed enamels, lacquers
then along came IMRON. Basically colorized cyanide (as used in gas chambers). Then there are all the different
thinning agents and solvents and exotic skin materials, Lung problems, yup got them as well.

hank

 

[gregcantrall]

My shop foreman and I were the painters for all full body paintjobs. With two number sevens cranked WFO the air got pretty dense while we were shooting and for maybe a minute afterwards. We always shot after lunch then split a six pack, the day was done! Talked to PPG once or twice a week, put a kit in the #7's at least once a week, double bugeye masks, filtering air in and out, we were high tech!(grin)

Especially after spraying a lot of Deltron I was always thinking about my lungs with all of the crud unavoidably sucked up. A heavy beard didn't allow for a good seal although plenty of Vaseline helped. One day we shot a burgundy paint job and sent out for the six pack. First big gob of garbage I coughed up was blood red! It had finally happened, lungs ripped open and I was hemorrhaging! About thirty seconds of pure panic before I realized that bright red was part of the base for the burgandy and it had been filtered out.

PPG ruined my lungs consulting with them all the way. Should have sued them for nineteen million but I didn't have the sue mentality. We sure turned out some mighty fine paint jobs though!

My shop was busy, maintaining a four to six month backlog most of the time. People would come in at three in the afternoon and watch us working knee deep in masking paper and sheet metal. "Why don't you ever clean your shop?" They were incredulous when I told them it had been clean at eight o'clock that morning!

I had three body shops over the years. Miss them sometimes. It was a feeling of accomplishment when cars left out looking bright and shiny and new! Was good cover too. When working, I sometimes wore a T-shirt, sometimes a uniform shirt and jeans. I would go home, clean up, and put my work clothes back on. Off to the pool wars!

Hu

Thankfully my time was much shorter but I did use it to strengthen my game.
I inherited the finish department in an office furniture plant. Well because I was the guy that had to put my finger in the dyke. Spraying the finished desks had a lot of blowback so I made them provide a full face mask as I was getting lacquer boogers in my eyes. I did use the job to strengthen my pool game. On one rush order I had 4 laborers tending and had a gun in each hand. With horses on either side they loaded the shelving. With stain in the left hand I would stain one side then turn and stain the other. The laborers wiped the stain as I was spraying the other side. Upon completing the second side I would turn and lay sealer over the fresh stain with the other hand. Remove, Rack, Reload, Repeat. All night long!
The fine tuning of my coordination for the off hand was VERY helpful.

 

[ShootingArts]

Hu, Howdy;

Did pretty much the same only in the Navy, as corrosion control for aircraft. Started back in the late 60's
when if you were asked about a respirator the usual answer was "a what...???" Sprayed enamels, lacquers
then along came IMRON. Basically colorized cyanide (as used in gas chambers). Then there are all the different
thinning agents and solvents and exotic skin materials, Lung problems, yup got them as well.

hank

Hank,

Sorry to hear that we share the lung issues! I did a lot of things to abuse them over the years, most unknowingly. I owned mechanic shops also and blew asbestos dust from brakes and clutches off of things without a second thought. As far as painting and respirators, with a full beard I found a wet t-shirt tied around my face to work about as well as anything but pressurized fresh air. I filled in as an emergency painter for MAACO a few times. Even at far more than they paid a regular painter the pay sucked but I did get to mix and spray in a booth. I learned a good bit I would have incorporated in another shop if I ever wanted one. A pot and fresh air are the nuts to paint with! The hundred thousand dollar plus spray booth wasn't a bit cleaner than my homemade one though.

I suspect you know, Deltron was basically PPG's version of IMRON. Great paint if you overlook that little detail it kills you! Back in the eighties my favorite one ton wrecker was totaled out. My wife almost crapped when I sprayed $450 my price worth of IMRON flame red on just the cab! Flowed out like glass and it was beautiful. Followed that with custom paint and lettering and I had the prettiest wrecker in town! Emergency wrecker calls were also interesting. The dispatcher wouldn't give you anything but an approximate location. You never knew what you would find when you got there. Whatever it was, you dealt with it with what was on your wrecker and your imagination. The good ol' days are no doubt gooder looking back but I would like to repeat most of them!

Hu

 

[gregcantrall]

Hu, Howdy;

Did pretty much the same only in the Navy, as corrosion control for aircraft. Started back in the late 60's
when if you were asked about a respirator the usual answer was "a what...???" Sprayed enamels, lacquers
then along came IMRON. Basically colorized cyanide (as used in gas chambers). Then there are all the different
thinning agents and solvents and exotic skin materials, Lung problems, yup got them as well.

hank

My first adult job (1971) was at Novoply in Anderson CA. The particle board plant that blew up three months after I quit my job of five years. The safety was so neglected that the plant manager did prison time after the explosion that killed 10 men.
The first night I entered the plant I immediately asked for a paper mask as the dust was so thick I couldn’t see the back wall of the plant. I was the only worker to wear a partical mask full time.
We made a termite resistant board. The chemical came in a 90 lb bag just like cement or fertilizer. The warning on the bag was to the effect; if you are reading this you should be wearing respiratory protection. I arrived to work as a glue deck operator and we were making the termite board. The operator next to me mixed the chemical into the glue. He was the only worker wearing a gas mask. I immediately called my foreman and requested a mask. His reply was, “we only have one.” I informed him I was going home and left. As I opened the door at home, the phone was ringing and it was The Plant Manager. He said, “Greg if you will come back, we have a mask for you.” He definitely didn’t want the noise I was going to make.