I’ve been busy running around building forms for casting the liner for the forge body, and dealing with a bunch of other stuff, including stressing out about my first colonoscopy, which is tuesday morning.
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I’ve been busy running around building forms for casting the liner for the forge body, and dealing with a bunch of other stuff, including stressing out about my first colonoscopy, which is tuesday morning.
I’ve been depressing lately. This should make you feel better:
One thing I love about metalwork is that there’s so many paths you can walk down pursuing your muse. The same applies to all materials, of course: clay, steel, paint, wood, whatever. But I love steel because there is such a level of commitment to working with something so obdurate.
I’m not going to travel just to go to a party, but if you live in the SF bay area, you may be interested in this one.
Signs of the times.
That song still sends shivers down my spine. It sounds like a bunch of very stoned people jamming with their heads in a bad headspace. If I’d been in charge of the evacuation from Kabul airport, I’d have had someone queue it up on the public address system, then run for the helicopter.
A few years ago I became a fanatical convert to full cast audiobooks. That’s where the book is presented more like a radio drama than just someone reading aloud.
I made a passing comment about John Dillinger, the other day, and it reminded me that I really don’t know anything about that, except for what is in Public Enemies and other movies.
The shop doors project is finally drawing to a close. I’m “only” about a year and a half behind but I’m going to blame politically-induced psychological stress for my apathy – once it’s comprehensible then it’s excused, right?