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| Troutsqueezer:
I had to give it up Bernd, when my hands started to fall asleep every time I lifted them higher than my belly button. All that sanding and finishing gave me Carpel Tunnel after awhile. It's always something you know. Every hobby I undertake has some side effects. With machining, Plantar Faciitus has kicked in from standing in front of the lathe for long periods. Now I'm making a short stand for the lathe so I can sit down when turning metal. I already sit in a high back office chair when running the milling machine. Did I mention there's a back massager on it? :beer: I used to do pencil portraits of people. One day, my eyes were blurry and wouldn't clear. Came to find out that I was staring too hard at the pictures while I was drawing them and my eyeballs were drying out. Geez..... |
| Bernd:
What do they say, "Welcome to the golden years"? Ya right, I'm just starting into those, golden my A$$. :lol: :lol: Bernd |
| rleete:
Beautiful work. |
| jamoni:
Those little boxes aren't "all the same"! |
| Troutsqueezer:
As a kid, I lived the houses the song was written about, in Daly City, near S.F. in California. My boxes are only slightly smaller than the real thing. :) |
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