I'm a dork because I love to cut firewood

Well, I'm the dork that forks over $100 a cord to you dorks. And happy to do it. It is still 90+ degrees here. I have one fallen oak I need to cut. But it won't be til it finally cools off.

__________________
Jim Steele
Sweetpea Farms
"To avoid criticism, say nothing, do nothing, be nothing." -- Robert Gates

I used to Love to Cut wood. But I can't Anymore. And I RESPECT those who can Back years Ago I loved to get out and trim the brush. And clear the trees. Of course A former Employer Heated there Patio with wood heat. Them was the Days,

I'm with you on that one. I love everything about hauling firewood. Although I'm such a girl sometimes that I can't split the big stuff, I am Super Woman on busting up sawmill slabs!!
Lisa in Lower Arkansas

Not a dork, I just cut firewood. I didn't realize dorks did it also. Do ya'll use pocket protectors to hold your chain files?

__________________
"Only the rocks [and really embarassing moments] live forever"

"When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands..." tick-tick-tick

"dork" is a lot older than american teenage sang go back a few hundred years to whalers--think Moby Dick's, uh, (Insert Austin Powers)--trouser snake, tallywhacker, wedding tackle :baby04: :baby04: :baby04:

Of course the Great God Wikipedia says this def is urban legend--although there are sources to say well yeah people used this word this way. I still think it's funny. But I'm not making fun of you, just laughing with you because I'm a freakin' wood choppin' moon dancin' wench dork myself. Huh!

__________________
THE BEGINNING IS NEAR
5-star double-rated astronavagatrix earth girl

Callie, lol, I enjoyed your truck story. We have an old wood truck named "brown beauty" or "brown beast" depending on how she is behaving that day. Her engine is good, but her body is held together with bungee straps, the door handles don't work and the floor is partly rusted out. I love this truck, just can't explain it

I could've used your dorkiness today. A dead pear tree blew over in the wind last night. Had to chop it up to move it. How I wish I had a fireplace. For now it's just left to rot in a brush pile.

__________________
Wise enough to know I'll never be wise enough to know it all

a dork is a whale's penis

I don't think you're a dork because you like to cut firewood. A nut maybe, but not a dork.

.....Alan {laughing}

got that right!! got our brush pile rising to celebrate the harvest come the end of october!! nother in november!!

keeps ya young as well, friend of mine is 80 years young this year, still can put a lot of us young pups too shame when it comes to cutting and splitting wood!!! he stopped felling trees 5 years ago though, his eye sight was not the best!

__________________
àigeach carnaid
chaora dhubh
"Don't raise your voice, improve your argument."

cruachan

Well, then I guess I'm a big dork!

At least now we might know the origin of the phrase "Dork: The other white meat."

I love going out in the woods cutting firewood. Unfortunately I don't get to go out enough. It brings back great memories of my dad and I going out and him letting me drive the wood truck home when I was about 12 or 13. I felt so grown up. I can remember him telling my brothers and I that cutting firewood warms you twice~ Once when you cut it and once when you burn it at home. I used that with my son's last year when they were complaining about cutting wood. I felt like an elder! LOL