roryglasgow
Active Member
I've really done it this time...
I picked up working on my station kit that I had put aside several weeks ago. I suppose I should have waited until I was completely well before I started working on it again...
I was sitting at the dining table and knocked over the bottle of Testors plastic cement. Oh yeah. The piece of cardboard on which it sat provided virtually no protection. It spilled out over one edge and underneath a placemat...a PLASTIC placemat. I panicked. The only thing I could think of to do was to get the acetone and try to clean it up. I think I've gotten all of the glue (and melted placemat) up, but it took off the finish on that corner of the the table (a little less than one square foot, I reckon). You really can't see it too well from some angles...but from others...well...let's just say that you can see it.
My wife has been acting very calm around me. I apologized profusely. She's sitting up in bed right now watching Mad TV. I'm afraid to go back into the bedroom.
Suffice it to say, that if y'all never hear from me again, she went ahead and killed me.
-Rory, I may as well have committed adultery, Glasgow
I picked up working on my station kit that I had put aside several weeks ago. I suppose I should have waited until I was completely well before I started working on it again...
I was sitting at the dining table and knocked over the bottle of Testors plastic cement. Oh yeah. The piece of cardboard on which it sat provided virtually no protection. It spilled out over one edge and underneath a placemat...a PLASTIC placemat. I panicked. The only thing I could think of to do was to get the acetone and try to clean it up. I think I've gotten all of the glue (and melted placemat) up, but it took off the finish on that corner of the the table (a little less than one square foot, I reckon). You really can't see it too well from some angles...but from others...well...let's just say that you can see it.
My wife has been acting very calm around me. I apologized profusely. She's sitting up in bed right now watching Mad TV. I'm afraid to go back into the bedroom.
Suffice it to say, that if y'all never hear from me again, she went ahead and killed me.
-Rory, I may as well have committed adultery, Glasgow