Agent_H!
...Thank you...You're very kind.
Ernest,you got my number...Yes,the Middle Ages is a romantic ideal,but of course i'm a creature straight out of Victor Hugo...(or maybe Emil Zola
...
Those are all very valid points you bring up...I'm happy and comfortable here,in my Fourth World...(for the non-anthropologist amongst us it is what happens when the First World colonises the Third,causing it to be dysfunctional
,but of course i pine for all those dormir windows,and gargoyles,and the people that carry on those traditions of iron-,and woodworking...
Moreover,my lovely fiance pines away for me in Andoversford,Cotswolds,just a few doors down from the old house where William Morris lived...She leases a shop,built of Cotswold stone,where a side-blown forge,and a pile of coke(and a 32 Anyang
await me,under those roof-beams carved in the Elizabethan era,with the assembly-marks left by the carpenters still clearly visible...
It's an Existential dilemma,(but of course not without a crass,21-st century element in it-i'm a Stateless Person,like Roma or a Pikey but only worse,and me and the US Gov't are trying to decide right now whether i need to be euthanised,or interned,or what....the jury is still out at present).
But,aside from all that,i most highly value the feedback,and any connection with the Old World,whence my inspiration comes from.
So,in the spirit of friendship and cooperation between our worlds,(whatever their numbers),send me your postal address,and i'd be honored if you test-drive this new tool for us...(i'll hit the inside of the eye with some files meanwhile,so that it can be handled easily).
jpogg6@gmail.com

Ernest,you got my number...Yes,the Middle Ages is a romantic ideal,but of course i'm a creature straight out of Victor Hugo...(or maybe Emil Zola

Those are all very valid points you bring up...I'm happy and comfortable here,in my Fourth World...(for the non-anthropologist amongst us it is what happens when the First World colonises the Third,causing it to be dysfunctional

Moreover,my lovely fiance pines away for me in Andoversford,Cotswolds,just a few doors down from the old house where William Morris lived...She leases a shop,built of Cotswold stone,where a side-blown forge,and a pile of coke(and a 32 Anyang

It's an Existential dilemma,(but of course not without a crass,21-st century element in it-i'm a Stateless Person,like Roma or a Pikey but only worse,and me and the US Gov't are trying to decide right now whether i need to be euthanised,or interned,or what....the jury is still out at present).
But,aside from all that,i most highly value the feedback,and any connection with the Old World,whence my inspiration comes from.
So,in the spirit of friendship and cooperation between our worlds,(whatever their numbers),send me your postal address,and i'd be honored if you test-drive this new tool for us...(i'll hit the inside of the eye with some files meanwhile,so that it can be handled easily).
jpogg6@gmail.com