I know an old lady who swallowed a spider...
Last semester's pottery project was making a set of dishes. I don't need any more plates, but my father loves eating off the things I make. (I'm not sure why.)
So, I made him two plates and two bowls. The target was 8 pieces and I hit 4, only 3 of which are even passable, but so it goes.
But one of the plates has a pointy bubble on it.
So I bought a dremel tool.
Today I opened the box and looked at the pieces and started charging the battery. A year or two ago I'd bought a bit and borrowed a friend's tool, so I went to put that in with the other pieces.
I couldn't find it, and considered just buying a new one. But then I found 24 old toothbrushes, 4 tape measures, 2 nail sets, ...
I have now cleaned out my entire toolbox. And I still don't have plates for my father.
So, I made him two plates and two bowls. The target was 8 pieces and I hit 4, only 3 of which are even passable, but so it goes.
But one of the plates has a pointy bubble on it.
So I bought a dremel tool.
Today I opened the box and looked at the pieces and started charging the battery. A year or two ago I'd bought a bit and borrowed a friend's tool, so I went to put that in with the other pieces.
I couldn't find it, and considered just buying a new one. But then I found 24 old toothbrushes, 4 tape measures, 2 nail sets, ...
I have now cleaned out my entire toolbox. And I still don't have plates for my father.