Random Thoughts from the Lathe #254

Random Thoughts from the Lathe #254

What kind of lunatic spends their day taking something round, makes it square, then uses a sharp object to make it round again? What was wrong with it when it was round before it was square...well, square-ish. I'm not very good at planing. I love turning, I do not love planing. That's why I don't do as many inside-out pieces as I'd like to make. 

It's not easy to make something round square. You'd think it would be, but it isn't because there are so many round things in the world. The world isn't round. We say it is, but it isn't. Earth. Earth is round, sort of. Mostly round. It isn't flat, but it might not be perfectly round. A perfect sphere. Just round. Like a donut. Donuts are only round if you look at them from a certain point of view. 

I like donuts. Donuts have a hole in the middle. This piece of olive wood also has a hole in the middle and makes the studio smell like a freshly opened jar of olives. I don't like olives, but I love olive wood. I'd rather smell donuts if I'm being honest (that's a funny phrase: why would I lie about donuts?). I wonder if olive flavored donuts could be a thing. Olives are popular in martinis. Maybe someone should bake a martini flavored donut. I shouldn’t drink alcohol if I’m working on a lathe. 

Man, this is a lot of dust. Where did I put the denatured alcohol? Some people keep their alcohol in an old ketchup squirt bottle. I like ketchup. My friend Alex likes ketchup. And baseball. And alligators. Alligators remind of corn on the cob. I don't like corn on the cob, but I like baseball. Baseballs are round. Baseball bats are round. I don't like the Mets. Maybe I should turn a baseball bat instead of a pen, or a pen that looks like a baseball bat. “Beat on the Brat” by the Ramones is a funny song. 

I once made a pen out of a corn cob. It was terrifying.