We can program ourselves to be so scared of something, that it’s a struggle to overcome the programming even when our mind knows that it’s OK. Sticking my hand into the forge and rummaging around is an example of that – I had to force myself to relax and reach inside.
One of the coolest aspects (to me) of mold-making is that we can alter objects in the course of duplicating them.
I’d insert an animated .GIF of MC Hammer doing his thing, but let me try to keep this a bit more sedate.
I’m a fan of Gordon Ramsay, mostly because I can tell he is passionate about what he does (in spite of his extreme commercialism) – he’s an interesting character.
My friend Jenna K. sent me a package, when she saw that I was casting silver.
I’ve added a new rule!
The forging press (“red press”) arrived today. I wish the building was ready but it’s not.
Ken’s crew was out with the little bobcat backhoe and made holes, so I limped out with my gouty foot and adjusted them with a shovel, shoved the hammer framework into the hole, and made a form around it.
The United Arab Emirates Computer Emergency Response Team (AECERT) invited me as a guest speaker at a conference in 2011. A quick search through my email database indicates that my talk was on: “Critical infrastructure protection: the relationship between terror, cybercrime, and espionage”
My dad put himself through college working as a short-order cook on the Great Northern Line. One of the things that he learned in that time was impeccable timing on assembling complete meals. He doesn’t bother to do it, anymore, but I used to ask him stuff like, “ham and eggs with muffins, eggs benedict, and 2 softboiled eggs with fruit” and he’d tell me what he’d make in what sequence. (get the 3 minute eggs on the fire first then use the heating water to melt the butter for the eggs benedict, then poach them) – the stove in the cook’s car was ridiculously small, so he had to gang things together a lot of the time.