I'm just going to apologize, and promise to bow out of the ****-storm
I caused ... if not the woodworking portion of tonight's feature film.

While everything in my heart wishes that I *could* just snap my
fingers, and you'd all decide "that I was right," -- maybe in the
spirit of Steve Turner's post -- I've realized that I've had a rough
few weeks, and latched on with the foolish tenacity of a pitbull.

ON topic ... here's a little more insight ... AND some woodworking
content:

http://lumberjocks.com/NBeener/blog/14108

Life HAS piled up on me, lately.

I've faced more challenges than normal, and "normal" includes more
than a few.

Did I take that out on y'all?

I guess I did.

It *would have* been better if -- in the words of the Grateful Dead --
I had "State yer' piece and get out."

Would I be grateful if the *message* lingered a while, in the minds of
the Wreck's contributors? Sure.

But I won't flog anybody ... or myself ... any more on this.

I have my wounds -- like most of us do -- and will vow to find
*better* ways to heal them.

If I'm *really* lucky ... part of that healing WILL be in my wood
shop ... where ... the SECOND one of these (this is #1)

http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WVVYjLCNo2w/S3...%20%283%29.JPG

Is in the works.

So ... please accept my apologies.

Rough roads ... usually don't lead me to take things out on others.
This was an unforeseen speed bump.

Neil