2355: Kos finally gets round to upgrading his PC again.
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.