Ash Wednesday

I decided to go for the full immersion forehead. I'm working for a priest now and it's his dust on my head so I guess that's like going to church. Sort of. I should have asked him about the ashes. Why forehead ashes? Is it like passover? If so I was not passed over today by the angel of perpetual dustyness. This is my life. From dust to dust to dust. Rinse. Repeat.



Behold, the new miter saw!! 12" sliding dual bevel action baby. Also I made the miter table. It's modular so it transforms into a regular work table. It's got a 14' wingspan. Not that I'm bragging but that is one hell of a wingspan. Really I just like writing wingspan.

Cheap thrills with polyurethane tonight!! Probably should have left that window open...

whadahell?

So much to cover since the last post. Family update: my cousin Virginia has been coronated. My uncle Tucker was made her robot butler. Somehow the terrifying monarch from the Burger King commercials is involved. Yes, mom's dress is made from real gold. Details of court intrigues will follow...