2346: Kos invents the time machine and travels nine years into the future to upgrade his PC with components that haven't been invented yet.

2347: Somehow, Kos's computer is still obsolete one year later.

2348: Kos gives up on trying to have a decent PC and goes back to buying Wee Dave's hand-me-downs.

How's the old wounded paw these days?

Up to tinkering with any more balls?

It's still not right, but improving slowly.

I started whittling again before Christmas - I decided that a year's break was plenty. As it turned out, it was good physio and I have for the first time regained some feeling in the two fingers in question.

The other curious aspect of their recovery is that the scar tissue is working its way up to and out of the skin. Not in great gruesome lumps or anything, but just in little callouses. Very odd.

I made GreyHair a business card case for her birthday and I'm on with another piece at the moment - a snail, which I have carved several times in my whittling career as a sort of test piece. I'll post pix when it's done.

Be careful with its shell.

Shell done. I'm girding my loins for the wibbly body, in translucent buffalo horn.

You mean that buffaloes have died for your whittling pleasure? YOU CALLOUS BASTARD! :@

WE ATE IT ALL, even the bobbly bits.

Oh that's alright then. As long as it died for a good cause.

 

Hang on, feeding starving northerners is hardly a /good/ cause! :@

Can I hire you whittle me a chicken? :{)

I might consider barter.

I can pay you in handdrawn pictures of chickens, four tape measures, and some of the amazing hash brownies I made the other night*.

It sounds like a deal, though by the time I get time to do it you will have eaten all the hash brownies...

I do hope the chicken will be scaled 1:1.

If it had scales it would be a reptile

I made them for a party, like 16 of them, it took me all night (I made them properly). Within half an hour the girl whose party it was, with IBS, was doubled up in pain on the floor. She had to go to bed afterwards and we all went home. Turns out she knew she couldn't eat weed but thought it might be okay this time (fail)

So now I have a massive box of them :( And they go off within like 10 days now. WHAT DO I DO? :(

I could make you more :'S

You must eat them yourself, for the good of all.

Save some for L4D!

Put them in the freezer?