Yep, still funny all these years later.
I Should Invest…
…in more of these. I wonder if they’ll deliver by the case?
No snifter needed. Chill. Open. Continue to chill.
It’s a bit of a chore to polish off 24 ounces. But if I must, it’s a sacrifice that I’m willing to make.
Alas, nobody else here presently enjoys a stout. I guess that really just means that I haven’t found the one that she enjoys yet.
**sigh**
I can’t help but wonder, just how long might it take? Is there any sort of debug information available? Something indicating that it’s doing something apart from the little spinner?
I mean, at least it’s not the Spinning Beachball of Doom.
I’ve been waiting about two hours for it to do its thing. I wonder if I should simply halt the iCloud sync for my documents and let everything else complete for a day or two.
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.
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.
the rest of me 