Monday, February 21, 2005

While doing a little engineering

job at the barn yesterday I managed to run a driver bit into the underside of my index finger. That smarted just a tad. I was trying to put a galvinzed deck screw (those things don't like to go in too well) into a solid oak 2x12 (why do we always say solid oak? It ain't like there's trees that are half oak and half sweetgum... or half oak and half pine).

Anyway, I'd drilled a pilot hole, but evidently it was too small. The screw got in a bind and broke off and of course I ran the drill into my finger. I didn't hit bone but it came awful close.

Then today sweetie whacked me in the head with a piece of conduit so hard I fell down. She claims it was an accident, but I think it's spousal abuse.