michael gallagher
07-10-2008, 10:09 PM
I know, unless there is a photo it didn't happen. However, after reading this I think you'll understand why there isn't a photo! I see the humor in this, and hopefully someone else will need a laugh - has this ever happened to you?
I had previously bought some curly maple pen blanks a guy had here on the Creek as scrap wood for basically the cost of postage to get it here. I turned a really good looking pen from it over the weekend, and this CA glue / boiled linseed oil finish I’ve been failing on more than I have been succeeding worked out with a great shine. I went to a meeting at a vendor's office yesterday, and I had the pen clipped to the inside of my button-down shirt, right next to the button, as it didn’t have a pocket. There I stood, right in front of the urinal, and watched it plop clip-first right into the pool of, well, liquid.
After cursing, I figured it was a lost cause, washed my hands, and left the pen where it was soaking.
About an hour and a half later, I came back to the same bathroom, and there was the pen but now sitting right next to the sink. I don’t know how someone fished it out of there. I thought about saving it, or leaving it there for someone to claim as it used to be a nice pen, but I thought better of it – what if someone is like me, and absent-mindedly puts the clip portion in their mouth while contemplating life? And not knowing where that end had last taken a bath?
I grabbed a paper towel, and threw it in the garbage.
I just hope I can resurrect the same finishing technique on the other 8 or so curly maple blanks. I'm going to miss that pen.
I had previously bought some curly maple pen blanks a guy had here on the Creek as scrap wood for basically the cost of postage to get it here. I turned a really good looking pen from it over the weekend, and this CA glue / boiled linseed oil finish I’ve been failing on more than I have been succeeding worked out with a great shine. I went to a meeting at a vendor's office yesterday, and I had the pen clipped to the inside of my button-down shirt, right next to the button, as it didn’t have a pocket. There I stood, right in front of the urinal, and watched it plop clip-first right into the pool of, well, liquid.
After cursing, I figured it was a lost cause, washed my hands, and left the pen where it was soaking.
About an hour and a half later, I came back to the same bathroom, and there was the pen but now sitting right next to the sink. I don’t know how someone fished it out of there. I thought about saving it, or leaving it there for someone to claim as it used to be a nice pen, but I thought better of it – what if someone is like me, and absent-mindedly puts the clip portion in their mouth while contemplating life? And not knowing where that end had last taken a bath?
I grabbed a paper towel, and threw it in the garbage.
I just hope I can resurrect the same finishing technique on the other 8 or so curly maple blanks. I'm going to miss that pen.