So it started with a buddy. He showed me his good green. I thought, nah, nah. Not for me.
I needed a new sander, just had a new daughter, thought about my lungs...
RO 90 plus a vac. Nothing serious, only on the weekends. Needed to cut a circle....Triton, she cried out to me. I met her in a dark alley. She gave all that was promised and a bit more.
Some rowdy walnut started talking bad about me. A long unwielding banister needed some real talk. I thought a TS75 would shut it up. It did and that walnut is now feeling the wrath of my domino!
Sorry. Rambling like a junkie.
Shutting wood up.