I’ll say sorry for this rant up front so you can stop reading this and go onto more interesting things if you wish…
I was reading a blog that was on another website… (don’t wory, i started here and somehow surffed to this guy’s website. I won’t mention his name as I don’t want to give him the press. (Bad publicity is still publicity) But I will post the segment that riled me… Oh and of course my reply. Please click you back button now if you are easily offended.
Then, the day happened. I was building a low credenza entertainment center – my first real paying project. The top was going to be 24 inches wide, seven feet long and made of solid red oak. The rest of the project had been a piece of cake, but the top was giving me heartburn. How was I going to make this top work without a jointer? I had neither the cash nor the space to provide for this essential piece of woodworking equipment. I thought and thought and thought some more. I even considered loading the wood back into my minivan, driving it back to the hardwood supplier and having them do the work.
As I was getting ready to cart the wood to my van, I looked at my workbench. There sat an antique No. 5 Stanley plane from about 1935. “Hmmm,” I thought to myself, “I wonder if that would work?” I clamped the piece to my workbench and took a swipe with the plane. It didn’t glide like I could make it now, but it sliced off a pretty decent curl of wood. Another pass – another curl. Before long, I had planed the boards nice and smooth, and they fit together tightly. And, boy, was I impressed!
With no experience? You planed 7 foot long boards and mated them to a respectable level? Either you are the worst lier in the world or you thnk the people that read this are stupid.
What a bunch of crap. You should write fiction elsewhere…
Comment by Tom Adamski — February 25, 2008 @ 9:21 pm
-- Anybody can become a woodworker, but only a Craftsman can hide his mistakes.