Frank, Can't wait. Things are already disappearing:
In fact my box of counterbores has disappeared.
{......days pass...who stole my counterbores....
!@#$%!
what the hell did I do with them??}
(well, they didn't walk off because they got bored,
no, they found a fancy new apartment in one of
those yellow plastic see-through-top, movable
dividers, small parts tray/boxes... all along in plain
sight!)
Hope ebb don't forget to Purge
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"... my purpose holds
to sail beyond the sunset
and the baths of all the western stars
until I die." Ulysses Tennyson
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought