opinion on Haka furniture

Does anyone have an option on Haka sewing furniture? I am interested in their small cutting table due to limited space. I have a table similar to the ones that Joanne's sells, and over the years it's gotten wobbly. I do lean heavily on it while cutting. So I would like to know if any one has experience with the company, the quality of their products and how they hold up over time. The table is the right size and they have options on different heights, but the price after you add shipping is a bit high. Don't mind paying it for a good quality product, but it hard to justify it with out some insight.

Thanks, Joy

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Joy
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ObTangent: Haka? Like this? :)

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mate, Kamate! Ka ora, Ka ora! Ka mate, Ka mate! Ka ora, Ka ora! Tenei te tangata puhuruhuru Nana i tiki mai whakawhiti te ra! A hupane, kaupane A hupane, kaupane whiti te ra! Hi!

(It is death, it is death It is life, it is life It is death, it is death It is life, it is life This is the man above me Who enabled me to live As I climb up step by step Towards sunlight Hi!)

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-- a link at the upper right takes you to a pop-up feature.And now back to your regularly scheduled sewing program. :)-j

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jacqui{JB}

I'm bemused. Is the "Hi!" a howdy-hello type thing, or a Japanese 'Hai' ? Sort of reminds me of the send-up on coffee-house poetry: Beat me with a spoon! Beat me with a spoon! I'm alive! I'm alive! I'm alive! Cea (fan of Haiku)

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sewingbythesea

Just for you cea- my American friend sent me these Dog Haikus Michelle Italy

I love my master; Thus I perfume myself with This long-rotten squirrel.

I lie belly-up In the sunshine, happier than You ever will be.

Today I sniffed Many dog butts--I celebrate By kissing your face.

I sound the alarm! Paperboy--come to kill us all-- Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

I sound the alarm! Garbage man--come to kill us all-- Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

I lift my leg and Whiz on each bush. Hello, Spot-- Sniff this and weep.

How do I love thee? The ways are numberless as My hairs on the rug.

My human is home! I am so ecstatic I have Made a puddle.

I Hate my choke chain. Look, world, they strangle me! Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack!

Sleeping here, my chin On your foot--no greater bliss--well, Maybe catching rats.

Look in my eyes and Deny it. No human could Love you as much I do.

The cat is not all Bad--she fills the litter box With Tootsie Rolls.

Dig under fence--why? Because it's there. Because it's There. Because it's there.

I am your best friend, Now, always, and especially When you are eating.

You may call them fleas, But they are far more--I call Them a vocation.

My owners' mood is Romantic--I lie near their Feet. I fart a big one.

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Atom1

Michelle, these are priceless. I will be sending them on to a friend who works at a vet's office. She'll love them!

Karen Maslowski > Just for you cea- my American friend sent me these Dog Haikus

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Karen Maslowski

On 2005-03-15 snipped-for-privacy@yahoo.com said: >Newsgroups: alt.sewing >Just for you cea- my American friend sent me these Dog Haikus >Michelle >Italy Oh fine! Michelle.

May I even up the score with:

CAT HAIKUS

The food in my bowl Is old, and -more to the point - Contains no tuna.

So, you want to play. Will I claw the dancing string? Your ankle's closer.

There's no dignity In being sick -which is why I don't tell you where.

Seeking solitude I am locked in the closet. For once, I need you.

Tiny can, dumped in Plastic bowl. Presentation, One star; service: none.

Am I in your way? You seem to have it backwards: This pillow's taken.

Your mouth is moving; Up and down, emitting noise. I've lost interest.

The dog wags his tail, Seeking approval. See mine? Different message.

My brain: walnut-sized. Yours: largest among primates. Yet, who leaves for work?

Most problems can be Ignored. The more difficult Ones can be slept through.

My affection is conditional. Don't stand up, It's your lap I love.

Cats can't steal the breath Of children. But if my tail's Pulled again, I'll learn.

I don't mind being Teased, any more than you mind A skin graft or two.

So, you call this thing Your "cat carrier." I call These my "blades of death."

Toy mice, dancing yarn, Meowing sounds. I'm convinced: You're an idiot.

Mechanical sound. I don't need an audience. Comes now the hairball.

[with affectionate thanks to whoever posted them, probably to the Net-Tamer (e-mail & browser program) forum sometime in the 1990's!]

Tom Willmon Mountainair, (mid) New Mexico, USA

Where did I get all these kittens? - Mehitabel

Net-Tamer V 1.12.0 - Registered

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twillmon

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