I’m interested in obtaining a chunk of Russian tank armor, to make some cooking knives out of.
I’m interested in obtaining a chunk of Russian tank armor, to make some cooking knives out of.
Prepare to have your mind blown. Are you sitting down? Turn up your speakers and have a glass of booze if you roll that way, or meth and oxy and booze – whatever chills you down.
One really great thing about knife-making is that it seldom turns into an F-35 program. On the other hand, if it did, I’d be important, rich, set for life. It’s amusing to me to ponder the cost-scale and effort-scale between ancient weapons and modern, and that a dagger is still a better weapon in many ways.
A trope about samurai swords is that they are incredibly strong and sharp.
Since I didn’t have my laptop, I didn’t write up a daily summary of events so this is going to be a bit less narrative and a bit more stream-of-memory.
“Oroshigane” is the Japanese word for “shop metal” – steel that is home-brewed from whatever the smith decides is interesting.
From my bedroom window, this is one of the views:
Once I had the burner ring working, I set up a big pot (a turkey frier I picked up at TSco) and … That was it.
Last spring, I decided that I’d try to collect some maple syrup from a few of my many maple trees. So, I marked down which trees were maples, and when the weather started to get warmish, I struck:
Mitchell and Webb are the source of the fantastic “Are we the baddies?” sketch. But this one seems a bit more appropriate for the pandemic billionaire era.