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Hey look, free purpleheart. Definitely checked a few inches in from each end, but I may be able to get a plane sole out of it. Nice.
Incidentally: double score.
Less than incidentally, several patrons of that sale were clearly woodworkers, including one who offered me a line on a lot of hardwood needing a buyer. Maker of cutting boards. Sigh. Maybe worth pursuing? I’ll guess we’ll just have to see.
At any rate, further evidence that the best part of an estate sale is networking.
Hit up the estate of a woodworker today and scored some good stuff, including a few books like this Krenov number.
Everybody knows about Krenov, of course, but did you know his table saw had a chucked arbor for freehand mortising? I’m pretty well acquainted with whackadoo mid-century machine tooling, but this is a new one by me.
new texture sampling mode called furthest neighbor
Are you free from the migraine at last? If no, I hope I am not too late with a distraction: have you any controversial opinions on sandwich ingredients, construction, or taxonomy?
To the first: Um. No. But I should be soon — just jabbed myself with the monthly preventative, which means I feel cruddy and am mid-injection site reaction, but whatever. Probably just got unlucky with waning meds and waxing weather overlapping.
To the second: Maybe, re: taxonomy? Probably depends on the audience. My classical biology training wants the definition of such to be elegant and self-evident under a certain amount of scrutiny. (Un)fortunately the natural history of sandwiches is not strictly of descent with modification, so it isn’t. That’s where the information science comes in — I’m pretty happily cynical about taxonomy in general.
‘Sandwich’ as a category is only worth having to the extent it usefully circumscribes what it’s supposed to to the people it’s supposed to. I’m not interested in litigating much further.
Also I think they’re overrated.
Day eight of cyclic migraine. Everybody give it up for day eight of cyclic migraine.
Nine.
Took all day off to rest. Nonetheless: ten. Woo.
Day 10!!! Give it up for day 10!!!
Eleven. Playing the fucking hits tonight.
Why didn't they just call the Baltimore Oriole the Baltimoriole? Are they stupid?
Is it socially acceptable to use opaque watercolors, or is that considered gouache?
Quick little afternoon bodge for @krieper in the form of a bench hook for lino- and woodcut. Little short on good plywood to offer for blocks, but that should be remedied severalfold in the coming weeks as I gear up for cabinetry shenanigans.
Hopefully a worthy complement to the tools I made her a couple years back.
we've sent 2,500 senior dogs to a six week Javascript bootcamp using the funds we raised from our ransomware operation. and that's just the beginning. starting next month every fruit will be different
No points for guessing whose box.
This is all true, pt. 5 (2026-06-16)
Kelli’s husband will tell you he’s a trucker. Don’t let that fool you. Yes, he drives a big spanking new white-shiny chrome-plated cab-over Peterbilt with mud flaps, stereo, TV, AM & FM radio, leather seats and a naugahide sleeper all fresh with new American flag decals and “ART WORK” printed on the side of the door with solid 24 karat gold leaf type, but that’s only half the story.
He thinks the truck is a pretty good place for music. There’s space for a battery-powered Yamaha in the overhead and when he records, he does it with his phone. His band lives all over the panhandle, in places like Cactus, Lubbock, and Rendezvous, and mostly (to hear him tell it) sit around waiting for messages with new lines for them to learn. He’s working on a little something right now, as a matter of fact. It’s a concept album.
all albums are concept albums . and the concept ? album
this is sort of sickening to me. can they swap