Spent Sunday lathe-ing around, making a meat tenderizer (or some sort of mallet), a bowl (with a hole) and a something bowl-like from a mean piece of log that wouldn't cooperate and mashed up my finger so now it will suffer the fate of not being completed, and most likely burned in the fire, or thrown in the woods, from whence it came (so that perhaps a deer will poop in it).
Music by Kevin Bewersdorf
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