But before we get to the action I do have to admit that on day 95 I had a slight mishap...ok fine...I was doing something stupid and ended up burying the corner of a 5/8" chisel into the fleshy part of my middle finger on my left hand...ooopsie...True, I did mill up some ancient tulip poplar that's been kicking around the shop for the last 8 years or so for the next round of tails...40 tails to be exact.
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40 days of Dovetail Daily[/caption]
Did I mention that after sitting around my Southwestern shop for that period of time that it's extremely dry and fairly fragile now. Keep that in mind as it's that fact that I'm certain aided in chisel meeting flesh. Ok not really, I actually have a bad habit of paring/cleaning up my pins by holding the pin board in my left hand, off of the bench...yeah...not the smartest move...so you see where this is going? As I was cleaning up one of the half pins the pin gave entirely away and blamo, knuckle meets chisel. So as you can see, it's not totally my fault here. That damn bone dry poplar is just as much at fault...right? Right? RIGHT?!?!?! yeah...I'm an idiot sometimes. Thankfully the slice wasn't enough to warrant a trip to the ER...I had full movement of my finger and the bleeding stopped in a few minutes; I got lucky! What did I learn from this? Probably nothing, but I do think I'll be cleaning up my pins with them resting firmly on the bench for awhile. I'm also tempted to give cutting my pins 1st another try...but that's for another day.
Now that I've admitted to my joinery folly, lets get on with the show!
Day 76:
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Day 76[/caption]
Day 77:
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Day 77[/caption]
Day 78:
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Day 78[/caption]
Day 79:
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Day 79[/caption]
Day 80:
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Day 80[/caption]
Day 81:
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Day 81[/caption]
Day 82:
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Day 82[/caption]
Day 83:
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Day 83[/caption]
Day 84:
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Day 84[/caption]
Day 85:
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Day 85[/caption]
Day 86:
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Day 86[/caption]
Day 87:
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Day 87[/caption]
Day 88:
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Day 88[/caption]
Day 89:
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Day 89[/caption]
Day 90:
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Day 90[/caption]
Day 91:
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Day 91[/caption]
Day 92:
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Day 92[/caption]
Day 93:
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Day 93[/caption]
Day 94:
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Day 94[/caption]
Day 95:
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Day 95[/caption]
See...see...seee that mising pin on day 95...it was totally the poplar's fault...I do also appreciate just how rough this joint is compared to prior days. Seems I just wasn't in the mood to make it pretty after the incident...water under the bridge at this point and today is a new day...one with a very sore knuckle!