The Knife of the Wife: Kershaw Shuffle

You can try to pull strings on bags of dog food and horse feed, but most of us get annoyed with it and just grab something sharp, jam it in there and be done with it. I had kept an old Ozark Trail knife from Wal-Mart on the porch for just that use, until it broke. It literally fell apart. But it was a 5$ knife, fifteen years ago, so I’d say it had a good run.  I didn’t want to leave my pocketknife out there, and my wife didn’t have a pocketknife of her own, so lets just call it an excuse to buy her one. In purple. Continue reading “The Knife of the Wife: Kershaw Shuffle”

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Replacing a Broken friend: Kershaw Freefall

I was out shopping with the wife and kids a few months back, when I replaced a friend that had been with me daily for over a year. It took about 30 seconds to make the decision. Sometimes, you must look at your old friend, realize that they are broken, and move on. That’s how Kershaw’s tanto-bladed Freefall ended up in my pocket. Continue reading “Replacing a Broken friend: Kershaw Freefall”