All:
Patrick Leach chewed me out for not participating in the Great Saw
Debate, so I guess it is time to quit lurking.
By day: a stuffed suit in a dead-end job oppressing workers for a large
capitalist corporation.
By night: a dad to four =:o kids, able to quote long stretches of
Dr. Suess from memory.
By weekend: aspiring neanderthal.
Dramatic gesture submitted in lieu of hazing for entrance into
apprentice galoothood: selling my table saw to--partially--finance the
purchase of an infill smoother. (Still keeping my band saw, though ...)
Like many, I first mangled wood in a high school shop outfitted with
many large pieces of motorized iron. My epiphany came a few years ago
as I shoved some cherry through the table saw, and suddenly realized
that, as a musician, I had grown quite fond of each and every finger on
both hands. In fact, I'm an organist, and like my feet, too. As I got
rid of whining, dangerous equipment, my satisfaction grew, results got
better, and productivity (such as it was) suffered hardly at all.
I live in the San Francisco Bay area, BTW.
So, I don't know how much I'll be able to contribute, given everyone's
high level of knowledge and experience out there ... the only special
thing I've done is build a couple of clavichords (a real old-time
keyboard instrument) from scratch, otherwise it is Shaker-like furniture
for my own home ... but introducing myself is worth it just to say how
much I've enjoyed "listening" to the conversation for the last few
weeks.
jt
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