Admiring the Runt!

fod said:
suddenly, I have a strange urge to mix epoxy :confused:


Give me a call/ email regarding colors and sizes in the other directions. Any time tomorrow should be good if you call.
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I'll think I'll be saving this contact info. ;)
 
Here are some pics I just took. Isn't she gorgeous? :D

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Yes she is. I sold some knives just to fund one like yours. With my woodsman and runt I could do most things, methinks.
 
Thats curly Koa bookending Osage, EIRW, and Desert Ironwood Burl in the center. What really shines in those pic is that Rayban sheath!!
 
Fiddleback said:
What really shines in those pic is that Rayban sheath!!
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Andy - IMHO the sheath would not shine without your work in it. No BS - being serious here. I have been watching different knife artisans for awhile and I keep coming back to your craft as the one I want. The sheath is very well done but it the unison of the two pieces that makes it what it is.

That is why I bought the Terassaur from you and I WILL buy more from you.

Randy
 
Fiddleback said:
Thats curly Koa bookending Osage, EIRW, and Desert Ironwood Burl in the center. What really shines in those pic is that Rayban sheath!!
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I must admit ... that is an awesome sheath.:thumbup:

But a sheath has no value without its knife.;)
 
I really miss that little guy....we grew pretty close the short time we had together.....but we have Temperance Michigan....we'll always have Temperance Michigan.;)
 
So today was Monday. Monday with a capital M. Slow getting going after a sleepless night, spilled my coffee on my pants, couldn't find where the dog put my wallet, already late for work when I was chipping a 1/4" of ice off the truck's windshield kinda Monday. 2 extra meetings kinda Monday.

All of which is to set the stage for when I say that I forgot to slip a blade into my pocket when getting dressed this morning. That kind of Monday.

I have to say that not having a knife makes me feel naked. I find myself standing at the coffee pot feeling helpless trying to open the creamer. Desperate to get something resembling life flowing through my veins and being foiled by a stupid piece of foil. That kind of naked. And suddenly Monday is much harder than Monday needs to be, even though it is Monday.

All those little tasks I don't normally give a second thought to now become a problem: opening boxes, cutting twine, cutting the f'ing packing tape that keeps bunching up into useless balls of sticky plastic, stabbing my smirking, officious co-worker through the throat. All of these actions become a task instead of a pleasure.

And all Monday I'm thinking: "If I just had a Runt......"
 
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