Freeda
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Mornin' Good Padre
When I talk about him, it's Papa Donkey.
Mornin' Good Padre
Holly got a box of Pepto-Bismol tablets yesterday. Fortunately, it doesn't look like she ate more than 1 or 2 of them; she mostly made a pink chalky mess on the carpet. Apparently it is a risky drug because it contains a form of aspirin which can cause internal bleeding in high doses. The vet said she was fine and gave us a medicine that helps coat her stomach, to prevent irritation. That was scary. She's never stolen stuff before. Everything has been moved to high shelves now.
I spent some time working with my retired friend in his woodworking shop today. We've been trying to figure out how to make what at first appears to be a relatively simple geometric shape, using his table saw.
It didn't take us long to figure out that it wasn't as simple as it appears. We struggled for some time (and cut up a bunch of scrap wood) before we realized we were making it even more complicated than it is. We were adding a couple of cuts that we were both convinced we needed, but that actually ruin the geometry of the piece.
We got past that hurdle today, and produced a piece that has the correct angles and geometry, but was off a bit proportionally. I think we know why that happened, too.
He ran out of time today, but I'm going back Thursday afternoon. Now that we have figured out the process, we just need to cut a couple more practice pieces to dial in the correct dimensions, then we can switch to the expensive woods and crank out some real ones!
I feel real good about the progress we made today!!
The items you find everywhere on the internet that entice you into clicking on them to see them, only to require you to continue to click and click....I think they're called click bait? What the heck is in it for them to make you do all that clicking?
Surely they get something out of it. I just don't get what that would be....
Went to a funeral mass today. The priest cried. He's quite old, and she was quite old, and I believe he actually knew her well. It was very sweet. His assistant dude - mover of books, bringer of little flasks, etc - just stepped behind him and put his hand on the priest's shoulder to shore him up for a while. It touched me.
The chorus (which is how I knew her, we were in the same section when I sang barbershop) sang a lovely song after the service. All in all, a nice tribute to Maggie.
"Rubber "
I'm having a hell of a time mitering an inside corner for crown molding. Like, we're at the point of cussing and throwing things. It's the kind that has an edge on the wall, and an edge on the ceiling. I probably should have bought the flat stuff.
New favorite fp ink:
Monteverde Turquoise
Not as serious as the Private Reserve Lake Placid Blue that I've been using. I guess with retirement I need to lighten up.
I don't know if anyone will get this reference? It's 37 years old.
Wait! Maybe Don is Biff and he's been storing the almanac in a coffee tin all these years?
Cool cool, if you happen through Dayton and want to hook up let me know