What do you want to be?

When I was a boy, people would say, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Of course, I hadn’t decided — still haven’t. But, often, I’d ultimately say, “Happy.”

“Oh, no, no…” they’d start, condescendingly, “you didn’t understand the question.”

“And I don’t think you understand life.”

Prototype The 𝓷th

One sheet of very inexpensive, workshop-grade plywood is now a prototype of a 23″ x 47″ coffee table.

Pay no attention to that couch. It’s hideous, yes. It’s very temporary.

So, now it’s clear why I had a bit of India ink. I’d heard last summer that it seemed to be gaining popularity in use so had to give it a go. If you’re looking for a pure-black stain, this is a good choice.

I think on the next, presentation-version of the coffee-table, I’ll use finished Baltic Birch plywood as it has fewer voids and more robust surfaces. Maybe red-oak for the legs, still stained black of course.

Time to Clean Out the Skills Fridge?

After an absolutely abysmal effort at an assessment of an older skill, it occurs to me that either I was over-interpreting the questions or that it’s definitely time to clear out the proverbial skills fridge and delete the much older skills from it.

Nah, I’m not going to delete bash from the Skills list. In retrospect, I’m quite certain that I was overanalyzing it.

Also, bash isn’t dead yet and there aren’t many left who can use it.