[TheForge] Watch Rob kill me

[Demon Buddha]

Dave Bendall wrote:
> 
>      I can't think of anybody who's ashamed of being a patriot.

	That's because you're in the west valley.  Come to NYC
	for a while where the ultra neoliberals run wild.  Many
	of them would at least consider taking a swing at you if
	you accused them of being a patriot.  No joke, it's like
	the foulest four letter word they can conceive.  I think
	many of them think that way just to be contrary, but I
	cannot say for certain what goes on in the mind of another.

>      On a blacksmithing note- Is anyone else feeling nervous as hell
> when their forge is lit? My shop is in my back yard, and while I've done
> everything I can think of to fireproof everything, after every heat, and
> even during, I find myself checking out the windows to see if the lawn
> is on fire. Cripes!

	If your stack is high enough, you should not have to worry
	so much about it as the embers will go out before hitting
	anything.

	Say, how's the weather these days?  Did the iron serve you
	well?  I realized afterwards that there was a bit more there
	than I remembered.  Actually, there was a lot more.  I found
	the receipt, oddly enough, and it was twice what I thought it
	was.  Ooops.

	Hope you're well.
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	I'm not a person who is easily moved, and in truth am highly
	indifferent to much that people find so touching.  However,
	one of the few spectacles that has succeeded in piercing me 
	deeply has been the one perceived whilst standing amid the 
	seemingly endless ocean of graves at Arlington, being unable
	to help but to attempt to contemplate each and every single 
	individual life that came to rest here and by what means they 
	may have done so.