So Much Disappoint

I was listening to this episode of Snap Judgement podcast [the country doctor] and found my eyes kept filling with tears of shame and sorrow. As I listened, I realized that they were exposing the true core of “down home” America: racist but above all ignorant chucklefucks who don’t think – they robotically adopt the attitudes of their collective at church, and what they hear on TV.

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Another Commission, Part 3

Once I had the blade in its final shape, and etched, I stopped sending images of what it looked like to its future owner. Opening a box with a new knife in it should be a surprise, and a small voyage of discovery. It’s especially a surprise if the person didn’t expect a knife and jams their hand into the box to see what’s inside; my sister finally forgave me for sending her an unexpected paring knife many moons ago.

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Another Commission, Part 2

Once the blade is annealed, it’s time to haul it out and shape it, or “profile” it as some knife-makers say. Every part in the process is really important, because each permanently affects the ones following. Sometimes you can go back and correct something, but only at the cost of winding the clock forward again afterward.

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Another Commission

Please give me feedback if these are getting boring for you, and I can stop and spend my time complaining about the F-35, instead. I’m going to do a series of postings about a knife I recently delivered into the hands of its new person, which I am quite proud of.

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The Super Duper Missile

Henry Rollins had a bit in one of his spoken word performances, in which he ridiculed a pentagon spokesperson for talking about “the bunker buster bomb.” Rollins said it quickly, like “BunkerBusterBomb” and exposed the idea of calling a deadly weapon something so silly; pentagon brass sound like kids talking about putting dog shit in a paper bag and throwing it at eachother.

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