Smirks there a turner with pride so fine that never to himself has said:
"I like to complete and finish my turnings the same afternoon I rough them out". "I don't sell my work or post pics, so I'm not going to re-turn the whole thing just to get rid of one small rough area on the end grain". "How come others don't realize that I can do better if I want to?" "As for those beads of excess wax; they will rub off with wear." "The jam chuck spun inside my bowl while reverse turning". "Hell! half of what I do is in reverse. Anyway that itty bitty chewed area ain't that bad." "This gouge is sharp enough and I haven't dropped it." "The piece is small and balanced and I can't see so good thru my face shield." "Oh well, it's only a small laceration and it missed my eye, no need to wash it and put that greasy antiseptic on my forehead; I hope it makes only a slight scar." "Using tailstock support is for sissies, and people have been working in dusty shops for ages, and they lived to an old age". "At least, they looked old, even if they were just in their fifties." "Did you ever hear anything so silly as being afraid to smell lacquer?" I sorta liked the aroma of Deft ; at least when I could smell things." "I heard that you can put out a burning match by sticking it into a bucket of gasoline, so I'm sure not afraid of oily rags, even when I scorch a bowl." "I like to roll logs into my bandsaw blade; makes a very clean cut, on the log and on my fingers too". "Who needs instructions? All the best oletimers were self taught." "At my age, why worry?" Besides, I like the taste of cholesterol and tobacco smoke. "Did I mention those foolish motorcycle helmets and seatbelts?" Arch
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