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Or, being in New Jersey for a few weeks, a reply "Dunno, I got it off a dead guy" seems appropriate too.

Gorgeous, I've never seen one go tropical.

Roger that DP, 43 years for mine

Maybe he thought the HE valve was a zerk fitting?

Exactly my thinking, the band was well worn and a fold on a link failed where it was mostly worn through. Compare the link gaps in your band to those on the 9315 that lives on my SD. Several of my links have actually broken from the wear in the folds, so the other bad ones were replaced. Yours look to be nearly as loose/worn as mine.

If it's a gen band they often wear grooves in the apex of the middle link curves, and if worn enough, can break with opening and closing the bend. I've done it lots of times and usually the link isn't even deformed when I'm done.

Nope he's home shoveling snow

All hail the plexi!

There's a mouth full of peat right there. Stout stuff, it fights back. Good Alaskan drink. Dalwhinnie is surprisingly good too.

I have all gens and two Frankens now, and literally never wear the gens. Partly to extend the time before the next service and partly to keep from beating them up. Plus it's very freeing to just jump in the ocean with a "vintage" Franken on your arm and not care if it leaks.

The Big Gonzo does Hoboken

Folded oyster all the way. I found a 9315 on the 'bay with engraving on the clasp for $400, 5 minutes with a sander mostly removed the lettering, good result.

It was a fun trip today, sorry I couldn't meet up with a couple of long time RWGers up there.

Yes.

And with the variations I've seen, it's hard to say what the "correct" profile is.

Roger that, only God would know it's a Franken!

MQ's is pretty close too, but Phong is much easier to deal with.

Just remember Daddy's Ten Rules of Dating: · Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. · Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. · Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will use my nail gun to fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist. · Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate. When it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. · Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: "early". · Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. · Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? · Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to compel my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka -- zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. · Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. · Rule Ten: Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

That's really handsome. Great result!

Well said Mike. We know how to watch our Ps and Qs around here. Will she be "Eziolette" so we can identify her and keep the wolves away?

Diggin' the beach in Ocean City!

Dang, I've been here all week! Where do you think that nasty wind and rain came from?

After a hard week, it's time for a little R&R on the beach at Ocean City This weekend... Hoboken!

Great idea! Keep em coming boys.

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