Gary invents a new sort of drive-by gloat in which one decries the object of
gloatation in a self-effacing manner:

>         In case anyone's hearing a drive-by gloat, the machine's a Brown and
Sharp # 2, and the worst idea I ever had was buying it and bringing it home.

Oh, yeah, sure Gary!  I’d bet you’ve been flattening the backs of chisels and
plane irons in a matter of minutes on that surface grinder instead of hours on
the silicon carbide paper!

Pits the size of lunar craters disappear, leaving a planar surface on a now-
flexible chisel.

Probably working your way up to an assault on a plane sole, just as soon as you
can figure out away to secure the irregular shape.

Yeah, no galoot ever needs a surface grinder, not even one powered by a
waterwheel.

John Ruth