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Are you a time traveler from 2010? 😛 But to answer, it depends on the denim.. for most heavy weight denim like samurai 2" seems like a lot to expect a pair to stretch in the waist, but it's possible. You can also look into either commercial or DIY waist stretchers which will stretch the waist out without you having to do the work with your own waist, and they'll also help keep the waist from shrinking back down after washing. good luck!

Also saw this beautiful 101-B repro with some really wild fabric, code 321-M11040, looks to be size 40 judging by measurements, it'll be a little big for me but i would love to see someone here wearing it! https://www.fromjapan.co.jp/japan/en/special/order/confirm/https%3A%2F%2Fjp.mercari.com%2Fitem%2Fm63485856293/13_1/

https://www.fromjapan.co.jp/japan/en/special/order/confirm/https%3A%2F%2Fjp.mercari.com%2Fitem%2FPVQzwHGspEkkUbhwtEdLyd/13_1/ Came across this interesting pair of M41001s online, with an elongated nylon patch. Seller claims they are from 1997. Anyone know anything else about them?

Yup, wearing Tenders is what got me carrying a sewing kit in my bag everywhere i go lol

I highly recommend doing a mural tour from Precita Eyes if you're already gonna be in the Mission - it's a couple hours of walking to and learning about the unbelievable murals painted throughout the neighborhood in the past fifty years, usually led by one of the founders of the organization from way back in the early 70s. Looks like there are two this Saturday at 11:30 and 1:30. 100% worth it!!!

I wish y'all well in your celebration and am glad you're still around and doing so well. And i respect your commitment to keeping old sufu culture alive by, among other things, handling your private disputes in the public square... only difference is, 20 years ago most of the people on here were teenagers, so that felt a lil more in character... anyway, keep doin your thing and have a good party 😛

After some very helpful and somewhat provocative messages back and forth with Double 0 last year, I decided to build a new bicycle to replace my 80s aluminum Trek road bike. My first time building a bike so kind of used a mix of cheap materials, things I got from friends, etc, but am very happy with it so far. The frame is a Soma Wolverine that came with a carbon brooks saddle and 2x12 drivetrain. Some cheap hydraulic brakes that are good enough in the rain, nice wide tires from a bike swap, and my favourite part -- the Soma front rack, which has been a complete game changer. I live on the top of a very steep hill and regularly carry 15-20 kilos of books, groceries, whatever else strapped to the rack and find it hardly slows me down, compared to how uncomfortable, hot and restrictive all that weight is in a backpack. I've never been on a multi-day bicycle camping trip but am really looking forward to going sometime soon.

I've lost 2 buttons on mine but they only took a couple of minutes to sew back on, and i went through with some reinforced button thread and locked down the rest of them pre-emptively. I also stopped tearing my fly open like the Hulk, that helps a lot too 😛

And my old Tenderloin jacket which I bought probably right around the time I joined sufu, 13 years ago, might have been the first thing I ever proxied from japan, wow 😛 this thing has been through the ringer, worn through so many winters, motorcycle trips, pretty much every dirty job I ever had. In fact, while building a cabin for a close friend a few years ago, I left it out in the forest at the work site... it so happened to be the last nice day of the year and so we closed up shop and left for the whole winter... maybe 6 months later I got a text with a photo of my jacket, COMPLETELY covered in dirt and moss, even had some fungi growing out of the shoulder, maybe I can find the picture somewhere... anyway it soaked in various cleaners for a week before i was able to stomach wearing it again, and it's thus been downgraded to something i mostly just wear to work on my truck. About ten years ago I cut some hand warmer pockets into the body, the pockets themselves are made of a flat head flannel I proxied that ended up being too small. When I got this jacket I was doing lots of embroidery with my old willcox & gibbs chainstitch machine, and made some sort of patch that went in that square on the back, obviously didn't survive the passage of time and i don't even remember what was on it anymore. I love this duck material though, it's soft like flannel now, just as soft as the actual flannel liner which is stitched into both the body and arms. This is the only Tenderloin piece I've ever had and it made a great impression on me, always wanted to get another but could never find something I wanted at a decent price. I'm still figuring out how to get good close focus on my camera but here's a bit of a look at why i don't wear this in public much anymore, lol. Some sashiko stitching to shore up the worn out right sleeve, the horrible deteriorating seam I put in for my handwarmer pockets, and shredded cuffs that I keep meaning to patch but idk. I guess each bit isn't bad on its own but all together it looks a little messy. My most recent repair is on the back of the right cuff where all of this material just tore apart while riding my motorcycle a few months ago. I patched it with this really cool fabric scrap i found at some junk shop and replaced the long-gone enamel button with a riveted copper fly button. The "tenderloin" embroidery gets a lot of confused looks 😛 thanks for reading!

My worn 132Ds along with my new 122s, which will be getting a hem and some new driver's pockets today...

My 80s carhartts, which i've had for about four years, worn in construction jobs for about 2 years and otherwise just for projects around the house.

Still having issues too - can't post photos and pages either break while loading or take 1-2 minutes to load.

I have a pair of rinsed 122's here that i've been too busy to hem but will get em ready for the start of the contest! Nov 1, right?

When I was in Mexico last year I had *so many* interactions with dogs roaming the streets in the type of way you're describing above. The Tender 132s I wore down there were my armor against a bite from a german shepherd that lunged at me while I walked my motorcycle into someone's yard. That alone was enough for me to keep my guard up around any dog I saw while riding a two-wheeled machine, bicycles included. It's still perplexing to me what exactly about them drives dogs so crazy, but the dozens of times I had to flee from either individuals or packs of dogs while riding there confirmed it's not just an isolated thing. One terrifying interaction in particular was a nighttime trip on a stretch of highway on the coast of Oaxaca. I was painting signs in a small beach town for a couple of months and took a trip up on a day off to visit my tío, who lives in a village an hour or so up into the jungly foothills of the Sierra Madre. As a rule, I tried to avoid riding the coastal highway at night, but I ended up staying for dinner at his house, which in Mexican fashion can sometimes become a 3-5 hour affair... in this case it was. So, I got on the road at dusk, and by the time I traveled south to the main road, it was pitch black out. This area was rural enough that the sky was completely filled with stars at night, and the moon often lit the road well enough to provide at least silhouettes of objects in the road, but still I was completely unprepared for what met me around a hairpin turn on the edge of a seaside cliff east of Pochutla: a pack of five or six dogs spread out more or less evenly across both lanes of the road, none of which were quite shepherd-sized but all probably capable of knocking me off my motorcycle if they got a good jump. I had truly no idea what to do; usually dogs just chased me a few hundred feet out of their owners' yards and never stood a chance, but this time I had to go through, and not just past, them. In a fit of adrenaline I just ducked down, pulled my legs in and pinned the throttle, thinking that might give me the best chance of not getting taken out on the way past and only looking up just enough to make sure I didn't run off the road. The whirl of claws and fangs and the cacophony of snarls and howls felt less like a gauntlet and more like a solid barrier, and I was lucky not to hit any of them as I shot through. I still wonder what sort of calculation goes through a dog's mind when it's chasing a car, bicycle or moto -- at what point it makes the final decision about whether lunging mouth-first into whatever it's chasing is going to be worth it. In this case, it almost felt as though they all decided to pull away at the last possible moment, but I wonder how it might have ended up had even one of them chosen to block my way. On a bicycle I imagine it's an entirely different situation. Only a few times I've had to dismount in order to confront a dog that's coming for me, and usually I'll just make noise and swing the bike between us until it eventually backs off. But it's never escalated past that and I truly don't know what I would do if it did. I have a lot of thoughts on the current way people treat their dogs & other housepets, but will save that for a different time...

Suit yourself, I've heard that place is a heap of shit