Right-o, we’re back on the highland dirk.
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Right-o, we’re back on the highland dirk.
I have never seen this, though clearly it is possible.
This is going to be a bit meandering, but it’s because pretty much everything in this topic can be answered with “it depends.” It is in response to Line Infantry Commentator fusilier’s question at [stderr]
[By the way ‘#’ in this posting is pronounced “grit” – so, “80#” is 80 grit. An 80 grit abrasive is pretty rough!]
The faster something removes metal, the easier it is to rapidly screw up a blade. If the tools you are using produce perfect surfaces, they’ll be slow but you’ll enjoy the results.
Grinding and grinding and more grinding… As my buddy Mike says “blacksmiths turn the universe to dust, one piece at a time.” That’s neglecting hand sanding.
A voice from my past contacted me, and apparently they had been looking at some of my online postings, in which I mentioned that the skinny dagger I made for R.B.’s dad was a “letter opener” – she asked for a “husband opener.” Well, who could say “no” to that?!
(I stole the title from Kristjan, because I knew I needed a title, fast, and this would grab some overflow eyeballs, or something!)
Let’s get a bit paranoid, shall we?
I’m sure you’ve all noticed that the ad economy appears to be getting worse and worse. There’s good news and bad news. As usual, I’ll start with the bad news.
I used to love fashion. It flows from my love of art, design, and craft – some of the outfits from the high end of the couture world are just amazing. The Fashion Museum at the Met is a mandatory destination whenever I’m in New York, and I’ve managed to catch some of the big shows like The Age of Napoleon and the Heavenly Bodies show. [met] But after last year, when Kim Kardashian managed to pack her gigantic butt into a dress originally fitted for Marilyn Monroe, I began to see the event as a desert of decadence, mostly notable for the tremendous amount of elective plastic surgery on display.